Archive for March, 2010
Life span
Does any of you know the typical
life span of an eyelash curler?
I’m a thrifty spender, so when i bought one
at the ripe age of 18, yes i was a late bloomer
Like a fine wine really, i get better with age.
yes. I bought mine
at age 18, ELEVEN years ago.
Wouldn’t you know it just broke THIS month.
now i have changed the liners quite a few times,
but one of the bars actually snapped.
I am quite amazed by this.
something i probably paid at the most $3 for
lasted me a whole 11 years. WOW
Yes my new one cost me $2.50
and I’m expecting an0ther 11 years out of it.
way to go eyelash curler makers. YOU ROCK
One Of Those Weeks
Have you ever had one of those days where
you thought, maybe i should have just stayed in bed? Of course
you have, this is the real world right.
But we have something that some don’t, JESUS!
He gives us the grace and mercy and strength to get through whatever
comes our way.
This past week was that for me.
For a week and a half prior, i had been experiencing stomach pains,
i thought they were connected to some diet pills i started taking.
after about 1 week & 2 days i stopped them altogether.
Tuesday the 9th…i woke up feeling horrible, i wanted to stay in bed, but
I had Bible study, and to lead worship.
Practice was rough, Rudy prayed with me, and i was feeling better
Worship was SO anointed, we didn’t even get to bible study, we praised God,
testified and worshiped, it was amazing.
By that night, after i made dinner, (PW amazing chicken pot pie)
i only ate a small portion, i felt like i couldn’t breath.
i suffered till around 7:30 when Rudy came home early
from class and took me to the ER.
(i just want to put in here now, what amazing friends we have,
really they are more like family, everyone stepped
up and helped out with the kids. I am blown away by how smooth
everything went. God is SO good.)
We get to the ER, and on a side note, if the ER is busy and you
want to get in quick, tell them you have chest pains.
literally we stood in the waiting room, 5 mins
before we were called back, blood pressure taken, temp taken.
taken to a bed, and with in 20 mins was given Morphine. Hallelujah
Doctor came over pressed on my stomach on the right side, and whoops,
yeah hurt like the dickens.
Ultrasound confirmed i had GALLSTONES!!
Yucky yucky poo poo
Now looking back if i had know that was even a remote possibility
that, that was the reason for feeling sick, i probably would
have taken a natural route, instead of surgery,
But God has plans for us that we dont even realize.
I was amitted that night, and the next day had a procedure done
where they take a camera down my throat and clear out
the pipping that leads from my gallbladder.
Unfortunately that didn’t work, which they later on
found out during surgry that there is at least 8 to 10 stones
blocking that pipe. Which in turn was damaging my liver. NOT GOOD~
Pre-surgery...sad, greasy hair.
Surgery Day…Friday 7:30pm i was finally taken in.
Up until this i had NO pain, what so ever.
i felt good, my spirits were up, lots of visitors,
pretty flowers and even 2 Starbucks mugs. (my friends really know me)
At the mention that i would have to undergo surgery i did
loose it for a min, but Rudy my strong man of God, who keeps
me stable when i am unable got me through those feelings. I love you babe
I was told that the surgery took longer than they though, and i
didnt get back to my room until midnight.
I have vague memories of nurses coming and going,
but what i do remember is my husband sleeping in a chair by my bed,
facing me, holding my hand. And even though for a long time
i couldn’t verbalize that i knew he was there .
It was the best feeling knowing, i was not alone, and i was loved.
by 5 or 6 they were getting me up out of bed, to walk.
Never in ALL my life have i experienced pain like this.
I would rather give birth in a field squatting behind a bush
than to go through that again.
Do they really need to fill a persons belly full of gas?
and if so, can’t they take it back out when their done. Really!
i have never been more grateful to cut the cheese, pass gas, fart, fluff, toot, however
you want to say it, than i was.
gross i know, but truth.
God may have had His reasons for not healing my body on the spot,
but He has made me to recover at a very fast speed.
By Saturday night i was released to go home.
My sweet friend michell gave me the best gift a girl could
ever ask for, the night i came home, she had my children,
so she brought them home, and she washed my hair in
the sink…i think there is something in hospitals
that make your hair greasier than normal.
LOVE YOU MICHELL!
I am home now, still resting, watching not to lift heavy things,
but feeling very close to 100%
My Mother was sweet enough to take my children for 6 days
so i could have peace and quiet. which i thank her ever so much for.
While sitting here this past week, i made a list
of all the people who help out, whether
by taking a shift with my children, or visiting, gifts,
bringing over food, whatever the case may be.
and it was well over 27 people.
God is so good. And from what i hear,
more people had offered to take the kids, even a lady whose son is in
Lennon’s class.
God is our provider and HE ALWAYS meets our needs.
Today, happy, washed clean hair
So Good!
God is So So So Good,
I have just been living it up lately,
soaking in His presence. Pretty much having
church where ever I am at…in the car driving,
at the sink washing dishes, even doing the laundry.
I dont know how i have survived the last 28 years of my life not living like I am.
God is my provider, my source. Nothing can shake me or move me.
SO i want to know people…this one question, AND PLEASE PLEASE answer
in the comment section.