Monday, November 29, 2010
Roy is at BSF. He had to take Mustang Sally back to the Shell station before class and pick up the other car because she is making too much noise. Something about the muffler and add a couple more hundred dollars to a bill that includes a tune up and other sundry things. Sadly, Mustang Sally will be leaving the Monarchs sometime in December. She has been a ton of fun and brought so much joy to Christmas but we are at the point where I need a car that is easier to get into and Roy doesn't like how hot it is in the car during the summer and for that matter fall and winter. She has been with us since 2003 and only has 51,000 miles.
Roy and I went Nook shopping after lunch yesterday. We have been reading up on all the readers and iPads but the Color Nook seems to fit what I need. So this is either my late birthday gift or early Christmas. I forget. Now I just need to order a book or two. Unfortunately, I have the actual books to read. So I have officially come into the twenty first century in reading. Last night I was talking with Peggy and I told her now it will be much easier to surround me with books as I lay dying...see John Kennedy Jr telling the press about how his mother died...surrounded by friends, family and her books. Peggy said who would want to be surrounded by books and I sheepishly responded...me.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
You know Roy and I. We had to see it in writing or we would so have been over those barriers and fences. Uh, no not really.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
This is all too familiar to me now. Roy constantly takes pictures of me while I am doing mundane things like...you know...picking my teeth or making a face or rubbing my nose. No I don't rub my teeth and pick my nose. Honestly I don't pick my teeth but that sounded funny to me at this moment.
OK, I intentionally did this to aggravate Roy while we were at the zoo. I told him I thought I would share our fun but closed day at the zoo. Actually, there were some concession areas open for business. And we got to see the new baby elephant, but through glass. We got some great pictures of lions, no tigers and a sleeping bear...oh my! I will share those in another blog post.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Our Bunko group got together on Monday night to discuss the ways we can do Bunko or get together for 2011. I love that group of women. We had such fun sitting around Betty's dining room table discussing all our options. One good thing that we decided, not to get together in the months that have first Monday holidays since that is the Monday we usually get together. We also came up with the idea of only playing Bunko the max amount of 6 times and 2 normally busy months to just getting together for dinner. Love that as life changes, especially for the young moms in our group, we can figure out how to acclimate and still be able to do life together. I'm really excited about the fact we host with another person. That takes some of the pressure off, for sure it does for me.
Hope each and everyone of y'all have a wonderful Thanksgiving. I'm so thankful to God for so many blessings this year. If I can grab the computer from Roy over the weekend I'll post more. Or guess I could commandeer the lap top. Then I might be so engrossed in several good books waiting to be read, I forget all about the blog. Also, I think I have decided on getting a Nook. Think that might just be my Christmas present.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Really, I should get back to cleaning around our home but needed to take a break. After I clean I'm going to go over my peace talk. I read something interesting today that I would like to include but will have to take something else out to stay in the time frame.
That is it. Short and sweet.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
This morning hopefully was my last visit to Target until after the holidays. There were so many people and the check out lines were very long. People and traffic are getting into that crazy holiday funk. Mine, mine, mine and give me, give me, give me... "There is no peace on earth I said. Tho hate is strong and mocks the song of peace on earth goodwill to men." Thank you Longfellow for that sentiment written back during the war between the states that is still true today. "Then pealed the bells"...no...no bells pealed, just tires squealed.
Several have asked how my heart is behaving since the Cardioversion thing. Well, in the evening it works really hard to try and go out of rhythm but so far so good. "Give me the beat" to quote Janet Jackson. Since my pulse now ranges from 39 to 56 beats, they are trying to adjust my medicine. I think everything is too strong for my heart now but they will make the major adjustments on December 1. Sometimes, especially in the morning, I feel light-headed and feel like fainting, but ever so happy to report, I haven't. Just a confirmation that I'm not a morning person. The low blood pressure and pulse thing kind of wear me down, but I still feel like I have more energy than before the heart zap.
Yesterday I completed typing out my deal for my part of the December 2 dinner which is peace. Pretty big subject to cover in 15 minutes but I like the direction God has been leading me all along this journey. Now to trim and tighten up thoughts and points.
There are so many things demanding my attention right now and hopefully have the brain power to learn each and every one. The December 2 deal, Christmas music for Celebration, and a brief appearance of Mildred and Gertrude, which we are working on adding some relevant laughs for the group we are performing for. Like the topic of peace, the group we are doing this for only wants 15 minutes of our subject matter. That is fine with me and I want to respect their time limits, now Peggy...that's a whole nother subject.
Monday, November 15, 2010
I heard some sad news this weekend. One of my favorite Sunday School teachers I had as a child went home to be with the Lord last week. Her name is Dorthy Gandy. I learned so much from her but one of the greatest and best lessons I learned from her life is, being a Christian doesn't mean living a life void of fun and laughter. Her lessons were spot on biblically but her personality added a bit of humor to each and every lesson. She truly lived life in a joyful, spirit filled and abundant life. Back in the day Sunday School wasn't ever intended to be fun, that is what Training Union on Sunday nights was all about. I had Mrs. Gandy as a teacher when I was in the fifth grade and when I was in those unlovely eighth grade, junior high filled angst year. She loved us in both, in our fifth grade innocence and in our know it all, insecure and awkward eighth grade year. She was genuine. She was loving. She shared Jesus and taught us how to live with Him in an abundant filled life. She showed us how to share the Gospel with our friends. She had genuine compassion and love for us. She lived her life in a fun and laughter filled way and influenced me to do the same. Those childhood years were some dark and difficult times in my life and she always gave me hope that better times would come in the journey. She helped me hang in there and believe that I was not abandoned by God. Mrs. Gandy, you were so right! Thanks for everything and I'll see you in heaven. I cannot thank you enough for your godly, loving and fun-filled influence your life had on mine.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
I had a very fun morning meeting Lisa P at Buffalo Grille for breakfast. We closed down the breakfast crowd and almost sat there for the early lunch crowd. What fun catching up on all the happenings.
March Buchanan's new book...Spiritual Rhythms...there's that word again, is so good. I've had a difficult time putting it down. His book The Rest of God is one of my most marked and underlined books that I possess and his new book is of that caliber.
Roy should be home in a little bit from working out. Then I will have to vacate the office so he can "work" on the computer. I really don't have anything insightful to share or anything that's funny, but couldn't let the opportunity pass by without reporting in on the books I am studying out of.
Happy Tuesday evening everyone!
Monday, November 8, 2010
We, Houston's First Baptist Church Choir and Orchestra sang this song Sunday morning. Since I don't have a video of us singing, I thought I would post this one from Indiana Bible College. They seem to be enjoying the song and worshipping God as much as we did. After seeing California Baptist University sing and all the girls have to curl their hair and wear red lipstick, these choir girls seem to have gone the opposite direction. Makes me wonder if IBC might not be a Pentecostal college. Anyway, here is the dynamic and worshipful song Praise You.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Finishedaaaaaaaat Stttt Luuuuuukes and nrw going t get soomeethinggg to ealthelkkethildkriel.
We arrived around 6:15 am, found the Admitting and Discharge desk. That didn't take a whole lot of time since I had pre-paid our portion the day before. Although I was asked if I had a living will or a medical power of attorney with me. I looked back at Roy and he just smiled. After signing a bunch of stuff we were on our way to do lab work. Well, we weren't doing the lab work but it was just them taking blood. I've decided this might be the new way to lose weight just have blood taken all the time. We finished there and they sent us to the third floor via the purple elevator into the heart medicine and surgery area. By now it is 6:45 am and the nurse at the desk told us that the procedure group didn't roll into work until 7:30. So we had a little time to kill. Roy was absorbed in the Wall Street Journal. I was absorbed in all the people watching. It was obvious in the waiting room those who had done this before. They were prepared to spend time there. Igloo coolers, a pillow, a throw, and lots of stuff to keep one occupied for a long period of time. The group that had my attention was a group of people there from the country. The deep, deep country. I heard expressions that I have never heard before and their accents sometimes made them difficult to understand. A man in that group stopped a man in surgical scrubs and asked him where the bathroom was. I barely understood the man and the man in the scrubs was clearly not from around here and struggling to decipher the words. He had an accent as well and as they both repeated themselves to each other several times, it was clean neither one of them understood one another until the scrub man said, "it's my first day here." Somehow I don't think that was true but trying to translate the question had lost all its appeal. They were characters right out of Greater Tuna. I was a bit sad when they left the waiting room to go to another waiting room and that waiting room wasn't for day surgery or procedures, it was for the serious heart issues. Even though their conversation had been entertaining, I didn't envy the day that was ahead of them. It wasn't too much later that I heard my name being called and then given a clipboard full of paperwork to fill out and sign and date. It almost felt like a closing on a house, sign here, here, initial here... After turning in the paperwork which I actually read because my attorney was still absorbed in the Wall Street Journal, it wasn't too much longer that they came for me to begin everything. Roy was able to come back with me and stay right until they started the procedure. While making small talk with the nurse we found out we had a mutual friend, Linda Wadsworth. He also had a prayer taped to a cabinet door which comforted me when I read it, but I don't remember what it said now. They put the electrodes on me, hooked me up to some machine, put a blood pressure cuff on me and inserted the sleepy time drugs on my wrist. They had me roll onto my left side and they would say, roll over. I told them I will roll over but I didn't want to play dead. Once they had numbed my throat for the probe I began to feel woozy. I remember the Dr patting me and I thought oh if this was Lisa P she wouldn't like this. They told me that sometimes people begin singing when they go under and I told them I probably would sing Christmas music since we have been working so hard on music in choir. No one told me or if they did I don't remember if they did that I sang. Hopefully, my singing didn't detract them from getting tickets to Celebration. I kind of remember coming to but there is a whole lot that I have no recollection of. I called Peggy and Dena and even tried texting Peggy. I read the text later and apologized, see above reference about typing. The next thing I know we are at Buffalo Grille. Think I had a pancake and coffee and then we came home and I slept it off. On Friday morning I found instructions from the hospital on my desk. When they had handed them to Roy, he put them in his briefcase. Uh, we kind of didn't do as we were instructed.
Good news, they got my heart into rhythm on the first zap. The TEE they did before the zapping looked good and I don't have any blockages in or around my heart.
I can honestly say the Lord's peace covered me all week. There were times I thought what if??? But those thoughts were few and God's Word gave me great comfort and victory. Even Thursday morning I never had nerves or heighten anticipation, I felt, All is Well.
Yesterday and today I feel more energized. Until yesterday I didn't realize how tired I had been. Now our prayers are for this zap to hold and my heart stay in rhythm. It is a major building block to the journey back to normal. OK, no sarcastic comments about back to normal, but writing that did open me up to that.
Thank you friends for praying and for your love and concern.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Every day can be the best day, you just to have ears to hear and eyes that see the hand of Almighty God in the details of everyday, mundane errand running existence. I came across this interesting verse yesterday;
"Because of God's tender mercy, the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us (or visit us),
to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, and guide us to the path of peace." Luke 1:79
The path of peace. Peace, is hard fought for and not easily acquired. We cannot generate peace on our own. We have to trust the One who is the Prince of Peace and realize peace is a fruit of the Spirit, so peace, true, real peace, comes only from God. He is the guide for our path of peace.
This morning I had a Doctor appointment with my GP. Got a flu shot and a tetanus shot. Had some blood drawn and had my heart listened to. She was so good to help me understand what to expect from my procedure in the morning. She mentioned that I shouldn't put my hope into this procedure and that by having it done might not will turn my life around, because it might not be the panacea that it's all cracked up to be. I told her, hey it is part of my journey and my hope is in God because He is the only reason I am here today. She just kind of looked at me, so I added, it's been a good journey. She offered her thoughts that this has been a great journey with great results for me. Yep, how great is our God. Don't sing with me because I'm not singing this I am writing this. Although when I hear that song on the radio I hear, How gray is our guy... I've written about this before but it always cracks me up.
So instead of stopping in at Buffalo Grille after the appointment, I headed straight to the Half Yearly Sale. I just got some hair product and make up...and some socks. Oh, and there was a black faux leather jacket that seemed to have my name on it...but that's all! OK, some workout clothes on sale, but I left, came straight home for lunch. Today could be the best day of my life and it's been a good day and I thank God for it, but not the best. I'm holding out the prayer that tomorrow could be the best day of my life.*
*Of course I know the day I accepted Jesus as my Savior and the day I married Roy were two of the best days of my life, but I love what Cecilla Talley once told us in Sunday School...we had no idea what we were getting ourselves into on both those days. I know what I'm getting into at the Half Yearly Sale...double points!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
And speaking of rain, we actually had a thunder storm last night. How can it be the minute the electricity goes off, we wake up? Must be the fan noise that keeps me slumbering, no noise, I'm awake. It wasn't off too long but Roy had to get up and unplug the computer deal that beeps when the electricity is nonexistent. We were fortunate that the electricity came on after about five minutes.
Today I had lunch with Laurie Mounce at the Bistro. We had a blast too. We were able to score the booth by the window. Not that there is such great views, because there isn't. It is just a great booth and my favorite place to sit. I had gone a little early to peruse the offerings that will be available tomorrow with double points. Really, I don't need any clothes but there is some hair product and make up that I need. Saw a pair of really cute pajamas but I do not need another pair.
In the morning I have an appointment with my GP. We are going to go over all my recent lab work. She is so great to talk to and I have a few questions about the cardioversion procedure on Thursday morning. I have gained back a couple of pounds, she isn't going to be very happy with that. I'm not happy about that either and I need to find the right mindset to lose the twenty plus pounds that they would like for me to lose. Of course I am thinking about stopping at Buffalo Grille for breakfast afterwards... Really, I should start back on track on Monday. These days are the farthest from my next appointment. I had asked a friend if she wanted to meet for dinner tonight but the rarest of rare things happened, I begged off. That doesn't happen very often. Felt I needed to eat My Fit Food tonight and get rested up for the next few days. I'll need to teach Roy how to text or update FB from my phone for Thursday updates.
In advance I thank you for your prayers and I am so sure there will be something funny or wild from the whole Chaka Khan experience on Thursday.