An Advent Prayer for Healing

It seems as though we have been passing through a wilderness the past few weeks! We became disoriented as we tackled stretches of desert sand that had no clear paths to guide us. We enjoyed the refreshments and joys provided by an oasis of peace and rest along the way. I’ve wondered if Mary and Joseph may have felt this way as they carried the Infant Jesus to safety in Egypt. An Unclear Path: The scary time that Terry was so sick with the gallbladder episode. An Oasis of Joy: Terry has recovered wonderfully well. Yesterday, his surgeon pronounced him as discharged with no restrictions! Thankfully, naps in the recliner are not restricted! We are quite a pair! Both of us require several rest periods/naps each day so now we do the “Slow Shuffle” together! (Terry...

My Mother’s Death

  It is hard to believe that three weeks ago my dear sweet 92 year old mother had a heart attack followed by a stroke. She was airlifted from the rural hospital near where she lived to a larger facility. Mom was alert and her own sassy-self as the helicopter prepared to take off. The flight nurse asked her if she would like to be positioned so she could see out. “Of course,” she replied. “I don’t want to miss anything!” Mom died a week later on June 28. One or more of us (her five children) was with her day and night, along with our spouses and many of her grandchildren. We got back home to Fuquay-Varina last Monday night. I’m processing a little at a time or sometimes not at all. Taking some naps. Reading a book of meditations from a dear friend, Healing...

A FLACCID FOCUS MUSCLE STRIKES

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3: 5-6   This past week we’ve had some heavy decisions to make as we prepare for next Wednesday’s visit to Duke. The cancer team is suggesting that I try radiation with a radiation oncologist who specializes in sarcomas. We’ve been researching this treatment modality. I’m not sure if I want to do this or not. Tough decision! Fatigue seems to be the most common side effect. Just how much more fatigued can I get? We’ve also been preparing end-of-life documents for both of us. An appointment with a great attorney is helping us redo our wills of 30 years ago. (My mother has refused to be named Heather’s...

A Silent Retreat?

My husband says, “Life is like a roll of toilet paper—the closer you get to the end, the faster it goes!” Well, it has been seven weeks since I last wrote. So where did that time go? Mostly lying down or “restlessly resting” in my recliner when not attending to the side effects of the chemo. At this past Tuesday’s visit to Duke, the Cancer Team put me on another chemo “holiday” for at least two weeks. I haven’t seen a marked improvement yet. The endocrinologist reminded us on our visit with him that same day that we have been dealing with “The Beast” for over 25 years, half of my adult life!  No wonder it’s so easy to fall into a Private Pity Party. Being the introvert that I am, I’ve really withdrawn like an old crab into her shell. Aside from reading a couple...