It is a rejoicing type of weekend. Friday, the cardiologist appointment. Finally, had my first official blood pressure reading back into normal range. This has been one crazy ride because my blood pressure has mostly been low for at least the last fifteen or so years. Like they were worried about that in the rehab hospital after bilateral knee replacements. Then the atrial flutter returned, got that taken care of, had a cyst removed and now I can rejoice being in sync and the low BP. Next year there is a possibility of another ablation. The technology has advanced in heart ablation world that you don't even need to spend the night at the hospital after having it done. The other good news, so much advancement you'll not need another one cause this version is the be all end all of ablations.
Once again, I am thankful that I made the decision to use that window of opportunity to correct and right the path. I read something today written by a former Houston pastor that has helped me get my thoughts together over major changes this summer. I'll save that for a latter post.
Thanksgiving weekend holds the second blast of winter temps this month. In Houston it was so disappointing to have 80 degree plus temps at Thanksgiving time. Think we have purchased all we need for the Thursday meal. The change of weather begins today with rain. The rain helps me get projects done that I tend to procrastinate. I know I'll be working on my three foot Christmas tree for the fellowship center. Part of the tree I am decorating will have a DIY aspect to it. Let us pray...this is not my strong suite but I am excited about doing it and taking it next week to church. I haven't been this excited for Christmas since maybe 2001 or so. Some years I put up a tree but most years I don't. Hits and misses with outdoors decorations over the years, but I'm thinking we might put out a few lights and our manger scene. I can hear the objections from Roy cause we will have to move quite a few things to get Joseph, Mary and Baby Jesus out. I'll make him feel guilty by saying, we don't want to hide Baby Jesus do we? Roy was raised Catholic and I was raised Baptist...both have guilt responses from our religious backgrounds, but different paths and ways used. He'd probably say to me, think of all the children around the world that would love to have a nativity in their garage. Yea, I don't get it either. We are both such nerds.
This afternoon I have been working on my paperchains for the little Christmas tree I am decorating for the church fellowship hall. I found a little hymnal that I could spare and I have been cutting and putting together the cut paper into a chain of hymns. Going the staple method but still festive with green staples. I'll take a picture of the final result.
I have spent a lot of time looking at Google Maps of Harvey Illinois. We lived there a brief time when I was a toddler and I believe it was the first house my parents bought. They had always rented. It was a cross the street from an elementary school and down the street from a hospital. The hospital is easy to locate but after all the years of progress and then downfall of Harvey probably the little house has been torn down. Somewhere I think I have a baby book with the address in it but who knows where I have stored that book. The interest in the this came about because I met a woman who is about the same age as me that grew up in the Chicago area. We have laughed about Garfield Goose and Kukla, Fran and Ollie. One memory has me puzzled because, I never asked about it and only remember bits and pieces. My mom and I took the train from Chicago to Decatur where her mama lived and my father's parents. My mother wasn't the "let's take a train" type. I believe my grandparents drove us back. We returned to a surprise party for my mom and my father had made me a wooden scooter using roller skates. The wood was not sanded so I got splinters every time I rode it. Thinking just now all the people invited to the party were all probably relatives on my father's side, who my mom loved. So, I have often wondered if my mom left him for that brief time. That might be the only surprise party he ever threw for her. I haven't a clue cause I don't remember the train ride or how we got there or while we were in Decatur, nothing. Just what I just wrote. It is an intriguing thought that will go no where.
We celebrated Thanksgiving Eve Morning by going to Lowe's and buying a new washer and dryer. Roy did his research and had his spread sheet with him. We went low tech. Most washing machines and dryers have WIFI and get this, if the WIFI is out, they don't work and you cannot override WIFI. That would have been horrible in the aftermath of Helene where we were without internet for two weeks. Our WIFI can be spotty so yep, low tech that was on sale. They are installing on Friday. Good cause Roy is running out of socks.
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