There’s nothing like a three month illness to make someone appreciate God’s beautiful world. The only time I saw His handiwork outside was when I went to the doctor or hospital, twice in an ambulance. I was up for Christmas, the ground white with snowflakes, the only snow of the year. I needed a goal to force me to get up, even when I didn’t feel well. That came in the form of a new (used) organ for the church. I was determined to be the first to play it. And, play it, I did, the Sunday before Christmas and the Christmas Eve Service — and every service since then.
This started when I collapsed September 22 and was taken to the ER. My hemoglobin was 8 instead of 11-12 and I was dehydrated and malnourished. My legs felt like rubber and it was hard to stand. I was given two units of blood, fluid by IV, kept overnight and sent home. Within a week a fever developed and the pneumonia I had before the collapse returned. After a GI procedure, an ulcer, erosion of the esophagus, and a large hernia was seen. I also had reflux and dysphasia. As it turned out, the continued bouts of bronchitis and pneumonia were caused by the reflux and dysphasia, stomach acid and fluid going into my lungs, which were scarred from Whooping Cough when I was a child. I was too dizzy to walk unassisted and too weak to get out of bed. With a new medication for reflux, the ulcer healed and the erosion is beginning to get better. If I can keep that under control, eat a special diet, and get plenty of rest, I was told I would get better and not have chronic bronchitis and pneumonia. I headed home from the pulmonary Physician with a Nebulizer and medication, and two inhalers for breathing treatments.
I know all things work together for good to those who love the Lord, and my life has been dedicated to Him, so there had to be a reason for the three month hiatus. A friend, who kept my precious 13 year old Pekingese, and listened to my complaining, suggested God could be teaching me to have more Faith, and lean on Him. The Sunday before Christmas, the Music Director gave me a book called, “Quotations on Faith.” I have a long way to go before I’m completely well. My mother, at age 104, and staying with my sister, needs someone to help with her care, my grandson, who lives with us, needs a job, and my husband needs to take better care of his diabetes. The answer to all this is to have Faith and turn it over to God, following His leading, instead of complaining.
It’s a beautiful day in Oklahoma City, except it’s still hot and dry. It gets cooler in the evening. You know it’s hot when my Pekingese, Prissy, would rather sleep than go for a walk. She is thirteen and has a 4/6 heart murmur. According to the Vet. she was not suppose to live through five years ago. She’s still my constant companion.
After my back surgery, she insisted I take her for walks every four hours. By walking her, I was able to gain my ability to independently walk and strength.
Once I fell, hitting my ear on the side of a table and cutting it almost in half. I was knocked unconscious. She went to the door and barked until someone came to unlock the door and find me. In the ER that day, a plastic surgeon was on duty. He was able to sew the ear back on, even getting it to stand up, though the cartilage was broken.
I took Prissy to Therapy Dog training when she was still a pup. The trainer was doubtful a Pekingese could pass the test. She had no problems. Her attitude was friendly and not snippy. Then she entertained at nursing homes, even winning a “friendliest dog” award.
She loved everyone except for one person. When just she and I lived in an apartment in a small town, there was someone living above us she didn’t like. When she would hear him leave his apartment, she would bark until he was out of sight, or she was sure he wasn’t headed our way. If he went out the back door, she could watch him through the window. For a little dog, she had a big bark.
When I married, she had no trouble sharing the bed with us, as long as she had her spot. She’s still perky, but not as energetic as when she was younger. We’re growing old together.
My computer and I had a crash at the same time. Things were too stressful for both. I missed my friends on the computer, but there were a few days I really didn’t care. Now, I appreciate the support of so many friends.
As I’m fairly new to writing, I rely on advice from more experienced writers. When the computer crashed, I had started a platform, such as it was, conversing with writers and bloggers and asking questions.
To get back up has been an individual decision. Somewhere, I’ve had to find the motivation. Reading and taking advice from friends who are writers, reading blogs from more experienced bloggers, as well as articles from writing schools and magazines has been helpful.
Most important has been having Faith in God to pull me through. With His help, I have to eliminate the problems that caused this. I need some time alone for Bible reading and communing with God.
I’m being encouraged to continue the projects that were started. They’ve been put on the back burner for now. Mostly, I’m reading and praying. More tomorrow.
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