Wow - October is finished. It flew by. Of course, it was about half over before things on our lives settled down. (actually it was half over before we realized it was October)
People always say that when you think things are bad, they can always get worse. I am sure that is the case, but when you are the person who had been hit with "bad", you don't see how "worse" is an option. Yes, I must admit, looking back, it could have been worse - much worse. No matter how much time has passed, I think about September 21, every single day. I am working to get over it, but it just keeps haunting me. funny, "haunting me" - on Halloween Eve...
So, I digress.... D.C. was a great trip, and I will post pictures soon. Probably to Facebook and Flicker, but I think my flicker links to here. I learned so much at the conference and then came back home and was diagnosed with asthmatic bronchitis and strep. Now that was fun. I tried work Wednesday, but only made it 4 hours - did better Thursday, but forgot my breathing treatment at home and left at 3 in desperate need of one.
Dad did great in DC. He and Dave roamed the city while I worked.
Sam's kids have H1N1 - lovely... They seem to be doing well now. I think Presley was going back to school today. It's that time of year - Maybe we are all lucky and are getting our illnesses over early so that we can celebrate the holidays germ free!
Later...
Shelly
Friday, October 30, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
GREAT CHECK UP!!
Dad had his 3 week follow up today - He's been given the okay to live a normal life, and rest when he gets tired! Oh, and most important, he's been cleared to go deer hunting. That was the question my brother had him ask! You gotta love brothers...
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Three Weeks
Wow, three weeks ago I sat here and talked about the single most horrible day I had experienced. Things change so fast. Dad is slowly getting better. He doesn't feel bad, he just gets real tired, real easily.
He had to wear a monitor last week for 48 hours. They go in tomorrow to see what that said. He's bored, he's restless, he's wanting to have more energy. I can't blame him. This is a man who is always fixing something. He's ticked because his yard looks bad and he can't fix it. He shouldn't be too upset, mine looks bad too, but we can't fix it due to the lack of a dry day.
He's going to Washington DC with Dave and me next week. I'll be working, they will be playing. I am sure this is what he needs - A change of scenery, something to do rather than sit at home all day and look at 4 walls. Dave knows when Dad gets tired, they go rest. Mom says I'll be watching him like a hawk, but I bet Dave watches even closer.
I am hoping Mom will enjoy her trip too. Afterall, it's not everyday you get to cruise off to the Bahamas with no spouse or children! She needs this break, more than she even realizes. She's been holding it all together and it's time for her to let loose. I'll take care of Dad, it'll all be okay.
I've finally started being able to rest at night. I still wake up about 2:15 every morning, and just stare at the clock. I still get scared to take anything to help me sleep, because what if that phone rings and I can't hear it. Everyone says that that will change in time, but I don't know when. I still call my Dad every Monday morning to see where he is. Actually, I call EVERY morning to see where he is.
I've realize through this ordeal, people on the outside don't really understand why I can't get over it. However, friends who have been through similar situations, understand and tell me that it's all on my own time. No, this isn't about me, but in a small way it is. If you've been here, you understand the constant fear... the phone ringing and seeing Mom's number, thinking "Oh, I hope everything is okay," waking up in the middle of the night wanting to call to check on everyone, feeling the need to call home every single day to hear my Dad's voice on that phone.
I am sure Dad sees my number and knows it's just a check up call, but he doesn't know how much that means to me.
Enough rambling - I am so grateful to all of my friends who have been with me through all of this. You don't how much I appreciate you.
I've got to start thinking about packing... I need a manicure... haircut... and I need to read the program for the conference so I know what is going on next week!
He had to wear a monitor last week for 48 hours. They go in tomorrow to see what that said. He's bored, he's restless, he's wanting to have more energy. I can't blame him. This is a man who is always fixing something. He's ticked because his yard looks bad and he can't fix it. He shouldn't be too upset, mine looks bad too, but we can't fix it due to the lack of a dry day.
He's going to Washington DC with Dave and me next week. I'll be working, they will be playing. I am sure this is what he needs - A change of scenery, something to do rather than sit at home all day and look at 4 walls. Dave knows when Dad gets tired, they go rest. Mom says I'll be watching him like a hawk, but I bet Dave watches even closer.
I am hoping Mom will enjoy her trip too. Afterall, it's not everyday you get to cruise off to the Bahamas with no spouse or children! She needs this break, more than she even realizes. She's been holding it all together and it's time for her to let loose. I'll take care of Dad, it'll all be okay.
I've finally started being able to rest at night. I still wake up about 2:15 every morning, and just stare at the clock. I still get scared to take anything to help me sleep, because what if that phone rings and I can't hear it. Everyone says that that will change in time, but I don't know when. I still call my Dad every Monday morning to see where he is. Actually, I call EVERY morning to see where he is.
I've realize through this ordeal, people on the outside don't really understand why I can't get over it. However, friends who have been through similar situations, understand and tell me that it's all on my own time. No, this isn't about me, but in a small way it is. If you've been here, you understand the constant fear... the phone ringing and seeing Mom's number, thinking "Oh, I hope everything is okay," waking up in the middle of the night wanting to call to check on everyone, feeling the need to call home every single day to hear my Dad's voice on that phone.
I am sure Dad sees my number and knows it's just a check up call, but he doesn't know how much that means to me.
Enough rambling - I am so grateful to all of my friends who have been with me through all of this. You don't how much I appreciate you.
I've got to start thinking about packing... I need a manicure... haircut... and I need to read the program for the conference so I know what is going on next week!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
In Time
They say no news is good news. I recently had someone tell me that they had been checking my blog for updates on Dad. I will admit, I get behind.
My Dad is better. He gets tired easily, but he's better. He's bored, but he's better. My Dad is still with us and I think God every day for that miracle. I know that "Thank You" doesn't seem like it's enough, but it's all I have. I pray each and every day that he continues to regain strength and stamina, and he will in time, slowly.
I call him everyday... I know he sees the number and must think, "she's calling again." Oh well, I will call every single day until I am over this. I told him that the calls will stop, but today isn't the day. I had a friend who went through this with her husband. She says it gets easier to let them wander alone, but it takes time and only I know when the time is right to loosen up a little. Some day Daddy, just not today.
Over the course of the last 2 1/2 weeks, my dear friend (and cousin down the line) Becky, has had her hands full. Her dear Grandma (MawMaw as we all called her) had a stoke the Wednesday before Dad's incident and she passed away on September 29. Dave and I loved MawMaw as our own. At the rosary, Dave looked at me with very sad eyes and said "Tonight I didn't get my kiss on the cheek." Yeah, I missed that too.
As if that wasn't enough for her to bear - the day after her Grandmother's stroke, her father-in-law had a heart attack. He however isn't as luck as Dad. He has had complications and it's not looking all that good right now. We just keep praying for the family and hope for a good outcome.
So, that could be why I haven't really updated much in the last week. Did I mention how lucky we are? As we hear bad news on Jason's Dad, I can't help but think about how lucky we are. When they got bad news, just minutes before MawMaw's rosary, I just kept thinking about how lucky I was - how my Dad was about to walk through the door to be there with me.
I told you last week - God has a plan. He must have a big one for Dad. Part of me feels that I should feel guilty - My Dad is up and traveling and Jason's Dad, who had a heart attack too, still hasn't regained consciousness from his open heart surgery. Now, Dad didn't have to have open heart surgery, but it's all the same scary in my world. I don't feel guilty, and I for that, I sometimes feel selfish. But I love them and they know that. I am not guilty or selfish, I am just very lucky and blessed.
So, this isn't really an uplifting post, but now you can see why I've been out of sorts and out of touch.
Life is so unpredictable. One day, I'll have a powerful uplifting post, but today isn't the day.
Please continue to pray for the Carranza, Bolch and Ruffino familys, and you can also toss up one for Dad!
Love you all,
shelly
My Dad is better. He gets tired easily, but he's better. He's bored, but he's better. My Dad is still with us and I think God every day for that miracle. I know that "Thank You" doesn't seem like it's enough, but it's all I have. I pray each and every day that he continues to regain strength and stamina, and he will in time, slowly.
I call him everyday... I know he sees the number and must think, "she's calling again." Oh well, I will call every single day until I am over this. I told him that the calls will stop, but today isn't the day. I had a friend who went through this with her husband. She says it gets easier to let them wander alone, but it takes time and only I know when the time is right to loosen up a little. Some day Daddy, just not today.
Over the course of the last 2 1/2 weeks, my dear friend (and cousin down the line) Becky, has had her hands full. Her dear Grandma (MawMaw as we all called her) had a stoke the Wednesday before Dad's incident and she passed away on September 29. Dave and I loved MawMaw as our own. At the rosary, Dave looked at me with very sad eyes and said "Tonight I didn't get my kiss on the cheek." Yeah, I missed that too.
As if that wasn't enough for her to bear - the day after her Grandmother's stroke, her father-in-law had a heart attack. He however isn't as luck as Dad. He has had complications and it's not looking all that good right now. We just keep praying for the family and hope for a good outcome.
So, that could be why I haven't really updated much in the last week. Did I mention how lucky we are? As we hear bad news on Jason's Dad, I can't help but think about how lucky we are. When they got bad news, just minutes before MawMaw's rosary, I just kept thinking about how lucky I was - how my Dad was about to walk through the door to be there with me.
I told you last week - God has a plan. He must have a big one for Dad. Part of me feels that I should feel guilty - My Dad is up and traveling and Jason's Dad, who had a heart attack too, still hasn't regained consciousness from his open heart surgery. Now, Dad didn't have to have open heart surgery, but it's all the same scary in my world. I don't feel guilty, and I for that, I sometimes feel selfish. But I love them and they know that. I am not guilty or selfish, I am just very lucky and blessed.
So, this isn't really an uplifting post, but now you can see why I've been out of sorts and out of touch.
Life is so unpredictable. One day, I'll have a powerful uplifting post, but today isn't the day.
Please continue to pray for the Carranza, Bolch and Ruffino familys, and you can also toss up one for Dad!
Love you all,
shelly
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