People say that things come in threes. It’s usually connected to bad events that happen in our lives: deaths, broken appliances, home repairs, health issues. I think I am in one of those times.
I was visited by my archenemy this week. Breast cellulitis. Again. Despite receiving two bags of Vancomycin in the hospital in November after my left hip replacement. Despite taking a low dose antibiotic every day
There is nothing like visiting family to make you feel old. From the grand babies that seem heavier than our kids were, to toddlers and young children who have so much energy we tire just
Our friend was having brain surgery. Again. The Melanoma kept insidiously attacking our friend and the three of us were going to visit her and help pass the time until she was taken to surgery
I was on the phone with my nine month pregnant daughter who says to me “I have had enough. Baby Ryker needs to vacate the premises, his lease is up and I hurt from him
This Christmas has been a special one. Not only were we celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ but we were celebrating the upcoming birth of our second grandchild. And for the first time since our
Christmas is that time of year when we celebrate the birth of our savior. It is a time of wonder, delight and sometimes strife. It can feel like the devil’s using this time to strike.
The good Lord has been providing me with opportunities to practice patience and balance in my life. To be truthful, it’s an ongoing journey; having not reached the destination of being comfortable with setting
I went for my pre-surgical visit this past week having gotten clearance from my cardiologist, infectious disease physician and internist that I can survive hip replacement without having a heart attack, cellulitis infection or a cold.
I have shared in previous blog posts that I am more of a “Martha” than a “Mary”. I am more comfortable scrubbing toilets, setting up the dining room supply area, and unloading a truck at
I have been afraid of needles since I was a little girl with brown, Shirley Temple curls and training wheels on my bike. Somethings never change. While as an adult I understand the need for
Recently, I have been blessed to be a medical advocate for a friend of mine. She has been through a series of health hurricanes within the last ten years. It began with a lesion on