You never know what a day will bring forth…

A week and a half ago, Jim started having some trouble with his eyes: a lot of floaters, some black spots, and a small dark area. He went to the eye doctor, but the one he usually saw was not in. The doctorΒ  he did see dilated his eyes, said everything looked fine, and the problems were just part of aging.

But the dark spot grew, especially over this last weekend, so Jim went in again, this time to the doctor he usually sees, who diagnosed a detached retina. They sent us over to a specialist for surgery, which we thought would take place immediately. But that doctor scheduled us to come back tomorrow, and in the meantime did a little laser work on the other eye, which had a few places that could precipitate detachment on that eye.

We’d appreciate your prayers, not only for his eyesight in itself, but because his vision is essential to his line of work.

A good idea…

One of the standard things I say when Jim and Jesse leave for the day is “Have a good day.” I really do mean it every day, but sometimes we can say routine things without really thinking about it.

One day as Jesse left for school, I absent-mindedly said, “Have a good idea!”

He responded, “Ooookay?”

Then I caught my mistake. “DAY! Have a good day!”

Sometimes a good idea can make for a good day. πŸ™‚ At least we started the day with a laugh, and had another when Jim later quipped that that’s how Steve Jobs’ mom used to send him off to school. πŸ™‚

Then a while back I was using Jim’s car and the keyless remote wasn’t working, probably needing a new battery. I was trying to figure out how to get in the car and asked Jesse if he remembered the code. He did, but he looked pointedly at the keys in my hand.

I don’t know where my mind is lately. πŸ™‚ I do have several “stray thoughts” I’d love to take time to untangle and sort through. Writing is the best way for me to do that, where I can pull them out and lay them side by side and then think about them some more, whereas when I’m just thinking them through they stay jumbled. Maybe next week…

In the meantime, have a good day…and if you have a good idea while you’re at it, all the better. πŸ˜‰

Betsy-Tacy

For the March installment of Carrie’s Reading to Know Book Club, Annette at This Simple Home chose any title by Maud Hart Lovelace.

I had never read anything by Lovelace: I had never heard of her when my kids were younger.I have a special fondness for her last name: at some point in my childhood I wanted a more romantic sounding, flowy name, and I came up with “Crystal Lovelace.” πŸ™‚ I don’t think I ever told anyone and I don’t think it lasted long.

I read a bit about her online and liked the fact that the Betsy-Tacy stories were based on her experiences as a child, and the first books were written on a young child’s reading level and then progressed in difficulty through the next books, so a child could “grow up” with the books. They were written from 1940-55 but the stories take place in an earlier era (late 19th, early 20th century) in Minnesota.

I thought I might enjoy some of the later books better, when Betsy and Tacy are older, but I like to begin at the beginning, so I read Betsy-Tacy and Betsy-Tacy and Tib. I was afraid they might be a little too “sweet,” but they weren’t: they were fine.

The first book tells of Tacy’s family moving in across the street from Betsy’s and how their friendship got off to an inauspicious start due to Tacy’s shyness, but soon they became almost inseparable, causing everyone who knew them to link their names together. I enjoyed reading about their imaginative play. Usually Betsy is supporting and encouraging shy Tacy in situations such as the first day of school, but when Betsy gets a baby sister that she’s not too excited about at first, then Tacy, who has many siblings, encourages Betsy. At the very end of Betsy-Tacy, they find out a new girl lives in the chocolate-colored house they’ve always admired, thus setting the scene for Betsy-Tacy and Tib.

People thought that adding a new girl to such a close friendship as Betsy and Tacy’s would cause problems, but the girls forge new bonds. Tib is a little different – she is more practical and often doesn’t “get” their pretending and states the obvious, but “Betsy and Tacy liked her just the same.” It’s interesting to get a child’s viewpoint on how cutting a lock of each other’s hair to put in a locket turns into a disaster, or how a club about being good made them especially bad one day. I often had to remind myself when my kids were young to look at things from their point of view, not to excuse wrongdoing, but to remind myself their thought patterns and the process whereby they came to do what they did was often much different from what I would have thought. Children’s books are good for that, and for creative solutions, such as the time the girls were allowed to play and make houses out of some old wood that then had to be stacked and put away. Instead of the father thundering that the children needed to stop playing and leave so the work could be done, he came up with a new play scenario so they could demolish their “house” in fun and not in tears.

Betsy and Tacy share common antagonists in their older sisters, although they do admit they are nice and helpful sometimes. This has nothing at all to do with the books, but it got me to thinking about being the oldest sister. It’s easy for older children to seem bossy when they are often put in charge or asked to tell the younger one it is time to come in or whatever. I’m the oldest of six, and I don’t think I have a reputation as the bossy older sister. I’ve tried not to be that way as an adult, and I don’t think I was as a child, though my sisters and brother might offer a different opinion if I asked them. πŸ˜€ My brother is four years younger and my oldest sister eight years young, and the next three followed a little more quickly, with the youngest being born when I was 17. A while after my parents divorced my brother went to live with my dad, and I was the official babysitter and acknowledged second-in-command to my mom. I don’t remember their being any resentment about that — it just seemed to be the way it was, and it may have been helped by the difference in our ages. A sibling closer in age might not have accepted it so easily, seeing me more as a peer, and I might have been more tempted to “lord it over” them if we were closer in age, trying to establish a shaky and unrecognized authority. But in our extended family, there is a sibling and spouse who very much hold on to the “we’re oldest, we’re in charge, we’re wiser” card (which really bugs me as another “oldest.” πŸ™‚ ) I don’t know why I am going into all this and I may take this paragraph out — the view of the older sisters as antagonists just got me thinking. I was originally thinking maybe if an oldest child wasn’t put “in charge” except when really needed, that might lessen some of the younger children’s resentment, but I don’t know: human nature being what it is, people under the same roof are usually going to have some difficulties to work out one way or another.

The fact that reading (even children’s books) makes me think is one of the things I like about it, but to get back to these particular books: a part of me would love to continue on reading through the series. I’d love to see how the girls grow up. But the other stacks of books in my house and on my TBR list need attending to, so maybe I’ll come back to them another time. I do plan on introducing them to my grandchildren some day, especially if they are girls (I am very much planning to be the reading Grandma. Maybe reading and baking. πŸ™‚ ).Β  But I might get back to the series even before then.

Thank you, Carrie and Annette, for introducing me to this series!

(This will also be linked toΒ Semicolonβ€˜s Saturday Review of Books.)

Family updates

I shared some family issues a few weeks ago and thought I’d give you an update.

I mentioned Jim’s surgery on the last Friday’s Fave Five, but in case you missed it, we got the pathology report back on his kidney, and the mass definitely was cancerous. The good news was that there is no sign of it in the lymph nodes or lymphatic system, so that is excellent, and he won’t have to have chemotherapy or radiation as they are not effective for this type of cancer anyway. We’re told that kidney cancer, if it spreads, usually goes to the liver, lungs, brain, or bone. His liver looked fine on the original CAT scan, and his chest x-ray was clear. He has an appointment with an oncologist this week to determine if he should have scans to see if everything is ok with bones and brain just to be sure. He has a follow-up appointment with the urologist who did the surgery at the end of the month, and if everything is ok on all those fronts, I think we’ll be able to close this chapter. He is still a little tender in the surgical area and can still get tired after a while. They say it usually takes about 6 weeks to completely recover from surgery.

I had written in the last “family news” that my mother-in-law was in the hospital and would have to be moved to a nursing home when she was released. She was in the hospital about a week. The building of the nursing home is a little depressing, but the people there are just excellent. We had had some problems with her care at her last assisted living place, and it is such a balm to know those taking care of her now have the same concerns we do and to see that they treat her gently and kindly. They have been doing physical and occupational therapy with her to see if they can help her regain some strength and muscle tone — we weren’t sure how much of what she lost had to do with the aging process and how much had to do with having been sick. However, it looks like she is not really regaining anything, so the different therapies will probably come to a stop soon.

Sadly, we have seen an even further decline in her condition. She had not been wanting to eat as much as usual over the last several weeks even before getting sick, except when she really, really liked something, like a couple of Mexican dishes we would have here at home. But since she was sick she doesn’t have much interest in food at all and is having trouble swallowing and speaking. They began pureeing her food so she could swallow it better, but of course that makes it even less appetizing. One day while I was chauffeuring Jim back and forth to see her after his surgery, he was helping her eat, and there were three blobs of brown food that all looked like various shades of refried beans. We looked on the menu for the day, and baked beans were listed, but the entree was hot dogs. Can you imagine pureed hot dogs? But they do have some “real” soft foods, too, like applesauce, mashed potatoes, pudding, and ice cream. She doesn’t usually want more than 5 bites or so of food, and they supplement with Ensure.

The problems with eating and lack of appetite have led to discussion of feeding tubes. We’re not there yet, but we’ve been gathering information in order to make an informed decision. At that age and stage of life, it’s more merciful to avoid some life-saving measures that would be employed under other circumstances: CPR compressions, for instance, could result in broken bones and massive complications in the elderly. And many people do not want to be put on a ventilator at that age and stage. She did sign DNR papers for those kinds of things years ago. But we hadn’t considered a feeding tube as a part of that situation: we had seen it in the same light as the IV fluids and antibiotics she received in the hospital. Letting someone die a natural death is one thing: making it happen is another, and withholding food would certainly make it happen. If someone were in a coma with no hope of recovery, it would make sense to us not to disturb them with medical procedures and just let them go. But when someone is still “there” as a person, can interact and communicate to some degree and make their needs known to a degree, can even laugh and tease, then to us it seems inhumane to say that once you can’t swallow any more, sorry, that’s it, no more food for you. One friend said that a feeding tube is “unnatural.” I don’t know — where do you cross the line over “unnatural” medical intervention? Food through a tube? Fluids and antibiotics through an IV? Insulin for a diabetic?

As my husband told a family member who was very upset over the whole issue, it’s important not to judge anyone else’s decision. It’s a complicated situation, and good people are on either side of it at various stages. I’d just encourage people to study it out so you can make an informed decision for yourself and your loved ones. We’re reading up and discussing it with our medical professionals and a couple of friends in the medical field.

The other issue we’re wrestling with is whether or not to bring her home to our house. There are pros and cons either way. As my husband said, we have this romantic notion about bringing someone home to die, but would she even realize where she was, and would she consider this home, or does “home” for her mean Idaho, where she came from? And we have this vision of being with her when she passes, holding her hand and hearing her ask if we can see the angels — but who knows if it will happen like that. We would be able to be with her more, so that would be a big plus. We wouldn’t have medical help at the push of a button any more, and that would be scary. The social worker there at the nursing home is going to give us some information about hospice, home health care agencies, etc., so we have some reading and fact-finding and thinking to do.

And finally, I had requested prayer for a niece’s fiance with multiple tumors. He’s going into the hospital today for the next to the last round. He’s gotten extremely sick with some rounds and his white blood cell count has gone way low, so this time they decided to just admit him to the hospital to keep an eye on him while he undergoes this treatment. The last scan a few weeks ago showed that some of the tumors were gone and others had shrunk, so everything is working, thank the Lord. I’d appreciate prayer for them, as you feel led, for not only the physical but also the spiritual needs. And while you’re at it, you might pray for another nephew struggling with drug addiction.

Thank you so much for your concern and prayers. I never dreamed when I started a blog several years ago that I would find such dear blog friends along the way.

Friday’s Fave Five

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Welcome to Friday’s Fave Five, hosted by Susanne at Living to Tell the Story, in which we can share five of our favorite things from the last week,Β  wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God blesses us with. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

It’s been kind of an up and down week. I had thought about doing an “up and down” or family update post yesterday, but time got away from me. But here are some of the “ups”:

1. Jim’s birthday was last Wednesday, but he had to be out of town that day, so we celebrated Saturday.

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2. Wednesday night Coffeshop Apologetics. A man in our church has been doing a series called Coffehouse or Coffeshop Apologetics on Wednesday nights basically talking about ways to talk to atheists, agnostics, moral relativists, etc. Evidently God has given him a real ministry in that regard that we hadn’t even known about, but what he’s had to share had been very interesting.

3. These stands were on sale half price at Hobby Lobby:

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Aren’t they cute? They are smaller than normal, only about 8″ or so across, but I have an 6″ cake pan that will make the perfect small dessert for it!

4. Finally getting this project done. It was originally supposed to be a fall wreath, but I got stuck trying to make burlap roses — I never could get the hang of it. Then I was going to do a winter wreath in neutrals. But as we’re getting closer to spring I decided to throw some pink in there, and I think it’ll work, even though felt is more wintery in my mind.

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I made the pink felt roses using this tutorial but bought the other ones, gluing a button in the middle of a couple of them.

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It had been a long time since I had fired up the ol’ hot glue gun, but I enjoyed it!

5. Getting some things hung up around the house that had been sitting in the sewing room for months in some cases. Indecision is my biggest road block! But I finally decided to just go with what I had been thinking about, and I think it pretty much works. I guess I could have taken pictures of those…but no time just now as I’m off to a meeting at Jim’s mom’s place soon.

In family news, Jim did get the pathology report back from his kidney surgery, and the mass was indeed cancerous, which is pretty much what we expected, but there’s no sign of it in the lymph nodes or lymphatic system, so that is very good. He has a follow-up appointment with an oncologist next week just to see if we need to do any other scans to make sure there is nothing else lurking around somewhere. He’s continuing to do well, though still a little tender in places.

Happy Friday to you!

Happy Birthday to Jim!

Happy Birthday to the man who…

…protects me from critters…

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…takes me out to eat at nice places…

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…gave me three great sons and heads up a wonderful family…

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…concentrates on doing a good job no matter what he’s doing…

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….knows how to be silly…

…makes great food…

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…takes care of his mom…

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…builds stuff for me…

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…and so much more.

Thank you for showing your love to me in countless ways every day! I so appreciate your character, your integrity, your work ethic, your kindness and compassion, and everything that makes you the wonderful man you are. I thank God for you and for His grace in our lives.

Surgery day!

Well, today’s the big day — my husband’s surgery to have his kidney removed is this afternoon. (If you missed it I wrote more about it here).

Would appreciate your prayers that he come through the surgery well, that God would guide the doctor, that he have a good and quick recovery with no infection, that his mom’s health and situation will remain stable throughout this time, and that I and the rest of the family will have calm hearts.

I don’t know how much I’ll be online for the next few days. On the one hand, I’ll be waiting through the surgery and then he’ll be sleeping a lot afterward. But while he is recuperating I need to be available for him.

I may update here when he comes out of surgery.

Thanks for your prayers, support, and friendship! β™₯

Update: everything went well and we’re in his room now. He’s having a hard time getting comfortable but otherwise ok.

A lady in the waiting room waiting for someone in surgery had an asthma attack and had to be taken to the ER. Kinda scary, but I guess a good place to be if you have to have one.

Our pastor was here when we got here and stayed with us til they had Jim prepped for surgery. That was an unexpected blessing.

Thank you all for your warm thoughts and prayers!

To celebrate or not to celebrate…

Valentine’s Scrooges. πŸ™‚ That was the only term I could come up with for those whose comments I have seen here and there who hate and despise Valentine’s Day. And I had to add the little smiley so it wouldn’t sound like I was ranting. πŸ™‚

I don’t mind Valentine’s indifference… didn’t grow up celebrating it much, hadn’t thought about it, not a big deal…that’s understandable. But why would anyone hate it, and not just hate it in their own hearts, but feel compelled to rain on everyone else’s parade by forcibly and publicly saying so?

“It’s too commercial.” Well, sure, but like Christmas, you can be as commercial or uncommercial as you want in your own personal celebration. But don’t look down on store-bought cards or restaurant rather than home-made goodies. Not everyone has the time or confidence or bent to “make” things.

“I don’t need a man-made holiday to show my wife I love her.” Well, good for you. I’m sure she appreciates that. ( πŸ™‚ = not ranting!)

“We should show love every day.” True. We should also give thanks every day, but it’s helpful to have a day focused on it at Thanksgiving. We should remember and be glad for the Resurrection at least every Sunday, but it’s wonderful to especially commemorate it at Easter. We should be thankful for our friends and loved ones every day, but it’s nice to especially let them know on their birthdays or anniversaries. Those special, focused celebrations can remind us of what we should be thinking and feeling every day and spur us on. And that’s how I look at Valentine’s Day. I love my dear ones all the time, but it’s fun on this special day to celebrate love even more.

By “celebrate,” I don’t necessarily mean go all out. We’ve always exchanged cards. Some years ago I got some heart-shaped cupcake pans, and Valentine cupcakes became a tradition. Most years that’s all we have done, with maybe some candy for the kids. My husband has frequently brought me candy and flowers on Valentine’s Day. One year I did a Valentine scavenger hunt for the kids, with little clues on half-hearts — they had to find the other half to get their treat. They loved that and wanted to do it again the next year, but it was too hard to keep coming up with clues. Another year I was inspired to make a garland out of heart doilies, but I don’t know what happened to it. I have a heart-shaped wreath by the front door. Nothing major or expensive — just little tokens of the day. We don’t go out to eat on that day — can’t stand the crowdedness. I think I have usually tried to make a special meal that day, but it is only in the last few years I’ve tried to make a Valentine-themed meal like Crescent Heart-Topped Lasagna Casserole or Li’l Cheddar Meat Loaves shaped like hearts (though the boys did tease that the red sauce on the heart meat loaves looked like blood πŸ™„ πŸ™‚ ). And I’m inclined to play some of my favorite sappy love songs while working in the kitchen that day. We’ve always celebrated it as a family rather than leaving the kids with sitters while we go off for a romantic time (nothing wrong with doing that sometimes — we do on anniversaries).

I do understand Valentine’s Day being harder if you’re single with no prospects in sight. I do remember those days. But still, harsh and bitter comments regarding Valentine’s Day aren’t exactly endearing, you know? Some good articles about from singles about singleness on Valentine’s Day are Sweet Sadness and St. Valentine,Β  Valentine’s Day Single? No Problem, Seriously, Reaching Out on Valentine’s Day, and a couple on singleness but not related to Valentine’s Day: I don’t wait any more and Renegotiating My Seat in God’s House.

An equally disturbing attitude regarding Valentine’s Day was this comment I saw somewhere: “He better get me flowers, or else!” That’s not particularly loveable, either. Valentine’s is about showing love, not sitting back with arms folded, foot tapping, seeing if he is going to “measure up.” I heard an excellent talk some years ago by Gregg Harris: I don’t remember what the overall talk was about, but what stuck with me was the encouragement not to use anniversaries and special occasions as a “test,” but rather to help him to remember (rather than getting mad at him for forgetting) and discussing whether and how you’d both like to commemorate. A Different Approach to Valentine’s Day explores that further.

All in all, in the grand scheme of life and eternity, it doesn’t matter if you celebrate a particular day or not. “One man esteemeth one day above another: another esteemeth every day alike. Let every man be fully persuaded in his own mind.Β He that regardeth the day, regardeth it unto the Lord; and he that regardeth not the day, to the Lord he doth not regard it” (Romans 14:5-6a). But as for me and my house, we enjoy celebrating holidays. Well, maybe not Groundhogs Day, President’s Day, etc. πŸ™‚ But Valentine’s Day is one of my favorites.

And so I wish all of my bloggy friends a very Happy Valentine’s Day!

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Family news….

I apologize or not writing much besides book-related posts and Friday’s Fave Fives. I have had other “stray thoughts,” but either not enough time to develop them, or if I’ve had time, I’ve kind of gone blank, even though I try to keep a running list of things to blog about as they occur to me. There have been a number of things going on behind the scenes…

Most recently, Jim’s mom has been in the hospital since Friday. The staff of her assisted living place said she was not eating, not talking, and unresponsive except to painful stimuli, plus her blood pressure was low, so they sent her to the ER. There they found her white blood cell count was pretty high plus she was dehydrated. She was being treated for a UTI with antibiotics, but for some reason it wasn’t taking care of it, so they put her on IV fluids and antibiotics. She is doing much better though her white blood cell count is still not back to normal. She is still pretty tired and weak but will probably be released today or tomorrow.

In the meantime, her assisted living place said they could not take her back because her level of care was more than they could provide for. This in spite of the fact that when Jim specifically asked them, when we first interviewed there, if he would need to move her again at some point if she got worse, and they said no, they could take care of her til the end.

So Jim has been having to call and visit a number of nursing homes or “skilled nursing facilities” to try to make a decision before she is released from the hospital. In all honesty, we’re are kind of glad to move her from the old place because we had some issues there…that may be another post for another time. But having to deal with it all in a short time frame has added pressure. He has found an acceptable place not far from where she was, which is close to church and not too far from where he works, so we will be moving her when she’s released from the hospital. Initially she’ll be in a rehab/physical therapy short term section and will then be moved to long-term care. We’re also exploring the possibility of home health care. I’d appreciate prayer for a smooth transition and adjustment for her.

Then I had mentioned in an FFF in the last week or two that my niece’s fiance was found to have multiple tumors throughout his body a few weeks ago, one the size of a softball around his aorta. He has been on a heavy chemotherapy regimen and was having pretty severe trouble at first, not able to keep even water down. But he seems to be adjusting better now. He’ll be having chemo off and on for three months, and the doctor thinks he has an 80% chance of being cured. We sure hope so. They are a few hours away, so we’re not able to see them, but they’ve been heavily on our hearts. I am not sure where they are spiritually but they have been asking for prayer.

And finally, the day before we found out about my niece’s fiance, we learned my husband had a mass on his kidney. It was a surprise — the doctor ran a CAT scan due to another issue and unexpectedly came across this. He said that is how they usually find tumors of this kind. He also said that 95% of the time they are cancerous, and it doesn’t work so well to remove just a part of a kidney, so he recommended removing his entire kidney. So that is scheduled in a couple of weeks. The good news is that he won’t have to have chemotherapy or radiation as that is usually not effective with this type of cancer, so surgery should take care of it, and people can survive and thrive with just one kidney. He said it’s not likely that cancer will spread to the other kidney, and from everything else they saw on the CAT scan plus his lack of symptoms, it doesn’t look like it has spread anywhere else, though he did recommend a chest x-ray.

I think at first we were just so glad that he was not in pain and wouldn’t have to have chemo that it hardly seemed as dire as a cancer diagnosis would normally be. But surgery is surgery and cancer is cancer, and occasionally I feel a little more rattled. I think he just wants to get it over with. And of course the issues with his mom have added concerns: we’re hoping and praying that she is stable throughout his surgery and recovery.

He had asked me originally not to mention it on my blog or Facebook, but just recently said he didn’t mind if I mentioned it on my blog. So we would definitely appreciate your prayers for us.

Our 33rd Anniversary!

Thanks to my wonderful husband for his patience, kindness, and example of unconditional love to me. On our 30th anniversary I posted 30 things I love about my husband. He is a very nice man. :) β™₯

A few years ago he made this video for our anniversary and I think I have posted it every year since. The song is “Voyage” by John McDermott of the Irish Tenors.

Thanks, hon, for all you do, for all the ways you show you love me, and for 33 wonderful years together. Looking forward to the next 33. :)