Hi Everyone,
some of you may know part of my story. But I feel the need to review the past couple of years. Mainly to remind myself life does go on.
winter 2009- I am stricken again with vertigo, it never ceases this time. and I become chronic and am considered disabled.
June 2009- my triplets graduation high school celebrate with WDW trip
August 2009 - triplets begin college of their 1st choices
Dec. 2009- very very dear friend (weekly dinners together at my house, has been involved in EVERY aspect of the triplets lives) has a stroke and is hospitalized for over 3 months.
March 2010 - friend is released from hospital and lives with his sister.
Nov. 2010- WDW trip, but the day we come home my Mom falls and is hospitalized then sent to nursing home, where she remains.
Dec. 2010 - My very best friend in the world (other than my husband or grandmother) dies on Christmas night.
Nov. 2011 - My mom passes away.
March 2012- 4 mnths after my moms passing my friend that had suffered the stroke in 2009 attempts suicide, he is hospitalized & his sisters will not allow us to go say goodbye. He passes 3 days later.
June 2012- get an abnormal mammogram reading.
July 2012- get an abnormal mammogram & Ultra sound reading
July 2012- we have to rush my Dad to hospital due to heart issues- they release him.
August 2012 - My Dad is hospitalized they think he has heart attack - a few days later they release him with new meds 2 days later
August 2012 - Dad back in hospital with breathing issues.- recheck kidneys & heart. release him 5 days later.
August 2012- father in law (who has been in nursing home for a few years with Alzheimers) passes away.
August 2012 - while Dad is in hospital I have to have biopsy on breast.
August 2012- Dad goes to PCP for ck up ends up back in hospital, only 1 day of being released from previous hospital stay, but good news, issues aren't as bad as other hospital thought.
August 2012- I get clear results from biopsy, "completely negative" biopsy!
Now looking at August that really looks bad, but if you put it into prospective.. My Dad is 88. His heart is strong. He wants to live, and lives alone in an independant living community, where he has the option to convert to asst. living. We are optimistic. He still drives, (better than most I know actually). He has his mind, and enjoys playing cards and watching the ball game, not a bad life. Other than a few hospital stays lately.
My FIL, was ill. It was very very difficult on my MIL. She wanted to be with him (she cared for him at home for over 1 yr until the Alzheimers made him angry and he became somewhat violent), but it broke her heart when he began not to recognize her. (married 58 happy years). Perhaps now she can grieve the man she lost some years ago. His children that could be were by his side when he passed. He was a wonderful man. He was one of the founders of the local youth football organization. As the funeral procession approached the church we saw a crowd of youth football players lining the path that the family and ultimately the casket would go. AS my FIL's casket passed the young men, they raised their football helmets in salute of my FIL. Not a dry eye could be found. My FIL had full military honors, but I honestly believe this show of respect would mean as much if not more to him. Some of the youngsters even stayed for the funeral. .... Someone, probably a stranger organized this. Someone with appreciation in their heart showed respect for a man, they most likely never met. People are good in general. People care. Young people have respect, and thank God some parents are taking the time to teach these young people how to show it.
While waiting for my biopsy day to arrive, I told no one about it. My family and certainly my in-laws had enough on their own plates. I would share when I knew more. Well, unintentionally, my husband let it slip he had to drive me to a biopsy. ( I don't drive due to the vertigo). My phone didn't stop ringing from the day I had the biopsy to today when I got the results. People wanting to know if I need anything, to let me know I am in their prayers, just to talk. People are good. People care. Sometimes I feel I am alone. I am shut off from the world, (not driving can do that, plus I can't walk far without my wheelchair). But my higher power has found a way to remind me people care. People are good. Today... I am thankful for the people I have in my life. My friends. My friends I can hug. And my friends I can only cyber hug. Thank you all for the good wishes, and prayers for each bump in my road I have let you all be aware of thru these boards. You, my disboard friends are in my prayers and I wish you all peace in each day you awaken, and when the day comes you don't awaken, I wish peace for you and all whose lives you touched.
If you had the energy to read this to the end, thank you.
some of you may know part of my story. But I feel the need to review the past couple of years. Mainly to remind myself life does go on.
winter 2009- I am stricken again with vertigo, it never ceases this time. and I become chronic and am considered disabled.
June 2009- my triplets graduation high school celebrate with WDW trip
August 2009 - triplets begin college of their 1st choices
Dec. 2009- very very dear friend (weekly dinners together at my house, has been involved in EVERY aspect of the triplets lives) has a stroke and is hospitalized for over 3 months.
March 2010 - friend is released from hospital and lives with his sister.
Nov. 2010- WDW trip, but the day we come home my Mom falls and is hospitalized then sent to nursing home, where she remains.
Dec. 2010 - My very best friend in the world (other than my husband or grandmother) dies on Christmas night.
Nov. 2011 - My mom passes away.
March 2012- 4 mnths after my moms passing my friend that had suffered the stroke in 2009 attempts suicide, he is hospitalized & his sisters will not allow us to go say goodbye. He passes 3 days later.
June 2012- get an abnormal mammogram reading.
July 2012- get an abnormal mammogram & Ultra sound reading
July 2012- we have to rush my Dad to hospital due to heart issues- they release him.
August 2012 - My Dad is hospitalized they think he has heart attack - a few days later they release him with new meds 2 days later
August 2012 - Dad back in hospital with breathing issues.- recheck kidneys & heart. release him 5 days later.
August 2012- father in law (who has been in nursing home for a few years with Alzheimers) passes away.
August 2012 - while Dad is in hospital I have to have biopsy on breast.
August 2012- Dad goes to PCP for ck up ends up back in hospital, only 1 day of being released from previous hospital stay, but good news, issues aren't as bad as other hospital thought.
August 2012- I get clear results from biopsy, "completely negative" biopsy!
Now looking at August that really looks bad, but if you put it into prospective.. My Dad is 88. His heart is strong. He wants to live, and lives alone in an independant living community, where he has the option to convert to asst. living. We are optimistic. He still drives, (better than most I know actually). He has his mind, and enjoys playing cards and watching the ball game, not a bad life. Other than a few hospital stays lately.
My FIL, was ill. It was very very difficult on my MIL. She wanted to be with him (she cared for him at home for over 1 yr until the Alzheimers made him angry and he became somewhat violent), but it broke her heart when he began not to recognize her. (married 58 happy years). Perhaps now she can grieve the man she lost some years ago. His children that could be were by his side when he passed. He was a wonderful man. He was one of the founders of the local youth football organization. As the funeral procession approached the church we saw a crowd of youth football players lining the path that the family and ultimately the casket would go. AS my FIL's casket passed the young men, they raised their football helmets in salute of my FIL. Not a dry eye could be found. My FIL had full military honors, but I honestly believe this show of respect would mean as much if not more to him. Some of the youngsters even stayed for the funeral. .... Someone, probably a stranger organized this. Someone with appreciation in their heart showed respect for a man, they most likely never met. People are good in general. People care. Young people have respect, and thank God some parents are taking the time to teach these young people how to show it.
While waiting for my biopsy day to arrive, I told no one about it. My family and certainly my in-laws had enough on their own plates. I would share when I knew more. Well, unintentionally, my husband let it slip he had to drive me to a biopsy. ( I don't drive due to the vertigo). My phone didn't stop ringing from the day I had the biopsy to today when I got the results. People wanting to know if I need anything, to let me know I am in their prayers, just to talk. People are good. People care. Sometimes I feel I am alone. I am shut off from the world, (not driving can do that, plus I can't walk far without my wheelchair). But my higher power has found a way to remind me people care. People are good. Today... I am thankful for the people I have in my life. My friends. My friends I can hug. And my friends I can only cyber hug. Thank you all for the good wishes, and prayers for each bump in my road I have let you all be aware of thru these boards. You, my disboard friends are in my prayers and I wish you all peace in each day you awaken, and when the day comes you don't awaken, I wish peace for you and all whose lives you touched.
If you had the energy to read this to the end, thank you.
Sometimes it does seem like when it rains, it pours.
