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Tuesday, June 1, 2010
No Pain No Gain
Yesterday was Memorial Day. Our church had the lowering of the American Flag to half mast at 0600 (no one seemed to want to be there at midnight???) It was a very small gathering, 3 Veterans (of which I am one, GO ARMY) and 9 "civilians". In previous years, I have been on the platform at church in a production in full dress uniform. I would be worrying that I had it all correct (biggggg church, biggggg production) stayed on my mark and NEVER enjoyed the meaning of what the production was about which is to honor our past, present and future service members. This was so small, so intimate, so right. SO different.
Tobey was not thrilled about getting up. We had gotten home about 0300 from my brother's home in Rockford. But like the wonderful man he is, he did. For me. Sometimes it is so easy to forget all the wonderful stuff he does do. I am so blessed. I have to remind myself of that every morning. In fact it's on my prayer list. To be thankful for Tobey.
Wait--- it gets better!
I had surgery 3 months ago and have not been able to get on my bike let alone ride it.(PAIN) Believe me, I have tried. So, yesterday when Tobey went off on his 40+ mile bike ride (each way, ugh) with his best bud I went out & got ready to ride.
Got my Ipod with it's cool armband holder. Thank you Patrick! Got my water, got my bike gloves on and took off.(slowly) I remember thinking my bike was out of alignment it was so wobbly looking during the ride. It wasn't. It was my balance. So, I made it passed April and Tim's house. Rang my little bell and kept going. Wasn't certain how far I could go but I kept going.
Made it to the bike trail. My goal was the lakefront. It is so hard to ride on that gravel. I did not sing with my Ipod music, people were trying to enjoy their holiday! LOL!
I kept scooching (no other word for it) all over the seat. There just is no comfortable place for me to sit. I can just imagine what it looked like, this lady wobbling all over the place on her pink and white bike with it's little bell. I just kept going. My water kept falling out of it's holder. Yuck.Dirty bottle. I found a flat rock and wedged it in to hold my water.Worked out well.
The beach. Sand. Hmph. Had to walk a ways. Wedged my bike between 2 concrete blocks because, darn it, a kickstand does not work on the sand!! Then I proceeded to climb down the rocks towards the water, very slowly. I kept praying I wouldn't slip. That no one would "borrow" my bike. I made it to the rock I wanted and just sat there. Looking at the sky, the water, the beauty. God's majesty right in front of my eyes.
And then I was still. I am never still, I scooch around, I talk both with my hands and my mouth. This was so awesome. I relaxed.
Then the rain came. I am down on the already slippery rocks, getting wet and still had to make it home. Well, the ride home really was uncomfortable. No, it was hard. I was tired, my surgical area hurt, hurt, hurt. 10+ It was harder to breathe.
I thought well, if you are gonna do this just ride. I got dripping wet. My hair was plastered to my head. (oh no, my hair!!!) The bike wobbled. It took awhile but I finally made it home.
I knew what I looked like. I wished Ashley was there to capture my new look. I was a sight. I was also so proud. My odometer said 4.7 miles.
I could not wait for Tobey to get back to tell him. He would have ridden with me if I had asked. I wanted him to enjoy his time with his friend. I could not even ride down our driveway, these guys ride for miles and miles. Not this girl. Give me a book and some coffee, please. I also wanted to do it myself. In private.
After getting home, I paid the price. The pain. I earned every bit of it. Today it is much more painful yet I seem to have this goofy smile on my face. And yes, I am still so proud and thankful!!! 4.7 miles baby!!!
Tobey was not thrilled about getting up. We had gotten home about 0300 from my brother's home in Rockford. But like the wonderful man he is, he did. For me. Sometimes it is so easy to forget all the wonderful stuff he does do. I am so blessed. I have to remind myself of that every morning. In fact it's on my prayer list. To be thankful for Tobey.
Wait--- it gets better!
I had surgery 3 months ago and have not been able to get on my bike let alone ride it.(PAIN) Believe me, I have tried. So, yesterday when Tobey went off on his 40+ mile bike ride (each way, ugh) with his best bud I went out & got ready to ride.
Got my Ipod with it's cool armband holder. Thank you Patrick! Got my water, got my bike gloves on and took off.(slowly) I remember thinking my bike was out of alignment it was so wobbly looking during the ride. It wasn't. It was my balance. So, I made it passed April and Tim's house. Rang my little bell and kept going. Wasn't certain how far I could go but I kept going.
Made it to the bike trail. My goal was the lakefront. It is so hard to ride on that gravel. I did not sing with my Ipod music, people were trying to enjoy their holiday! LOL!
I kept scooching (no other word for it) all over the seat. There just is no comfortable place for me to sit. I can just imagine what it looked like, this lady wobbling all over the place on her pink and white bike with it's little bell. I just kept going. My water kept falling out of it's holder. Yuck.Dirty bottle. I found a flat rock and wedged it in to hold my water.Worked out well.
The beach. Sand. Hmph. Had to walk a ways. Wedged my bike between 2 concrete blocks because, darn it, a kickstand does not work on the sand!! Then I proceeded to climb down the rocks towards the water, very slowly. I kept praying I wouldn't slip. That no one would "borrow" my bike. I made it to the rock I wanted and just sat there. Looking at the sky, the water, the beauty. God's majesty right in front of my eyes.
And then I was still. I am never still, I scooch around, I talk both with my hands and my mouth. This was so awesome. I relaxed.
Then the rain came. I am down on the already slippery rocks, getting wet and still had to make it home. Well, the ride home really was uncomfortable. No, it was hard. I was tired, my surgical area hurt, hurt, hurt. 10+ It was harder to breathe.
I thought well, if you are gonna do this just ride. I got dripping wet. My hair was plastered to my head. (oh no, my hair!!!) The bike wobbled. It took awhile but I finally made it home.
I knew what I looked like. I wished Ashley was there to capture my new look. I was a sight. I was also so proud. My odometer said 4.7 miles.
I could not wait for Tobey to get back to tell him. He would have ridden with me if I had asked. I wanted him to enjoy his time with his friend. I could not even ride down our driveway, these guys ride for miles and miles. Not this girl. Give me a book and some coffee, please. I also wanted to do it myself. In private.
After getting home, I paid the price. The pain. I earned every bit of it. Today it is much more painful yet I seem to have this goofy smile on my face. And yes, I am still so proud and thankful!!! 4.7 miles baby!!!
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Tired, but peaceful.
Today, I heard about everybody's junk. I think my "blog" today is actually my comment to a friend's blog!!! I am so tired dealing with the repercussions from surgery & just life ( folks think all I have time for is to listen to THEM. Okay, I heard everything said but it hasn't changed my life! My husband worked OT today. Talked with my mom x3 and dad x2. He hung up the first time. His short term memory is leaving quite quickly. I am sad for that (and the constant merry go round of the past junk from the long term memory.)
I have plenty of things to be grateful for.
1) My son got a great job today and a raise.
2) I spent time at Omni & am going to be so cute for Easter.
3) My friends there are gold.
4) I just got off the phone from mom (x3). I am still alive, can now crawl into bed. My sweet man is asleep.
5) My son is 21 and a man. Yet he told me where he is going and when he will be back. So, no worries there.
6) This Easter we are going to Mom's. Sarah and my 2 grandchildren will be meeting us there. I have the most awesome, gorgeous grandchildren. They live in Indiana and seeing them will just really make Tobey and I so happy!
7) Tobey will be coming with his ex wife,Maxine, ex mother in law and I to the Sunrise service at the Marina. Maxine and I will be the 2 in our jammies. (God won't mind a bit).
8) My son in law's Dad is coming home from the hospital with no surgery having been required.
I could go on & on but the warm bed is waving...
Good Night, Dear Reader.
May your Wednesday be richly blessed.
I have plenty of things to be grateful for.
1) My son got a great job today and a raise.
2) I spent time at Omni & am going to be so cute for Easter.
3) My friends there are gold.
4) I just got off the phone from mom (x3). I am still alive, can now crawl into bed. My sweet man is asleep.
5) My son is 21 and a man. Yet he told me where he is going and when he will be back. So, no worries there.
6) This Easter we are going to Mom's. Sarah and my 2 grandchildren will be meeting us there. I have the most awesome, gorgeous grandchildren. They live in Indiana and seeing them will just really make Tobey and I so happy!
7) Tobey will be coming with his ex wife,Maxine, ex mother in law and I to the Sunrise service at the Marina. Maxine and I will be the 2 in our jammies. (God won't mind a bit).
8) My son in law's Dad is coming home from the hospital with no surgery having been required.
I could go on & on but the warm bed is waving...
Good Night, Dear Reader.
May your Wednesday be richly blessed.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Putting a toe in the water...
"I can't blog. I'll just read...my girlfriends'."
I don't have anything anyone would want to hear about...I can't... I won't... I am not that spiritual..." I don't know how to make the page look cool...
Oh my goodness. What a load of garbage. (Insert any word you like, you all know what I mean)
Fear. I am known for speaking my mind. Well, guess what? It's not all about me. Yes, I could get more into the word. (Yes Lord, I hear you loud and clear )
I am so totally blessed. How could I not see this??? Well as the song goes " I was blind, but now I see. (Oh by the way, there was a template to start this now "cool looking blog". AND my son is going to teach me to upload photos.
Yesterday, I finally, finally did something that I was instructed by God to do. It has been pricking my heart for 2 weeks now. I do it. I listened to someone else and found that I have no room to complain. Period. I thank God that even though some may consider me a fruit loop, people do love me no matter what. I had recent surgery, was not aware just how fruit loopy I am on my pain meds.
When you do as the Lord God instructs what happens? Guess who gets ticked off? Oh yeah, the devil. Big time, apparently. I guess he got me between his sights on that weapon of fear and BLAM. There goes Kathleen. A call had come in not 5 minutes from when I got home after finally doing as I was told. My son told me the Doc's office called with my test results. What test results?. Well, apparently I have some sort of super infection. More medication , then a follow up, then another biopsy... Apparently, I am very sick. (Don't get me wrong, I believe in medicine, I am a nurse)
So here we go. Oh God, how could you let this happen. I did what you asked, I was so blessed by what my friend told me. Well, wah wah wah.
If the devil is hitting me that hard, that quickly, I must be doing something RIGHT. What is going to happen? Well, I am walking the path I should be on. I am going to hang in and not believe the lies that fear was telling me.
God has been doing a lot in my life lately.
I called up my friends. I asked to be put on prayer chains. I thanked the Lord for his goodness. and the--- the fear. I pulled that seed right out of my heart and stomped it.And I am going to keep stomping it.
Thank you Kris and Ash. You are such a shining example of the Lord to me.
I also have the most wonderful, perfect (for me) husband, Tobey. Oh, this lesson came a little late but I have also been learning how wise Tobey is. I stay under the mantle of his protection and guess what? He is right. I am not Miss strong independent woman. I am his WIFE. He is quiet, but when he does speak and I LISTEN I have noticed he has a lot of wisdom. Guess where he got that? Oh yeah Baby, The Lord God.
My world is now upside down. Or should I say right side up?
For someone who thought she had nothing to say, I guess I filled this page.
I don't have anything anyone would want to hear about...I can't... I won't... I am not that spiritual..." I don't know how to make the page look cool...
Oh my goodness. What a load of garbage. (Insert any word you like, you all know what I mean)
Fear. I am known for speaking my mind. Well, guess what? It's not all about me. Yes, I could get more into the word. (Yes Lord, I hear you loud and clear )
I am so totally blessed. How could I not see this??? Well as the song goes " I was blind, but now I see. (Oh by the way, there was a template to start this now "cool looking blog". AND my son is going to teach me to upload photos.
Yesterday, I finally, finally did something that I was instructed by God to do. It has been pricking my heart for 2 weeks now. I do it. I listened to someone else and found that I have no room to complain. Period. I thank God that even though some may consider me a fruit loop, people do love me no matter what. I had recent surgery, was not aware just how fruit loopy I am on my pain meds.
When you do as the Lord God instructs what happens? Guess who gets ticked off? Oh yeah, the devil. Big time, apparently. I guess he got me between his sights on that weapon of fear and BLAM. There goes Kathleen. A call had come in not 5 minutes from when I got home after finally doing as I was told. My son told me the Doc's office called with my test results. What test results?. Well, apparently I have some sort of super infection. More medication , then a follow up, then another biopsy... Apparently, I am very sick. (Don't get me wrong, I believe in medicine, I am a nurse)
So here we go. Oh God, how could you let this happen. I did what you asked, I was so blessed by what my friend told me. Well, wah wah wah.
If the devil is hitting me that hard, that quickly, I must be doing something RIGHT. What is going to happen? Well, I am walking the path I should be on. I am going to hang in and not believe the lies that fear was telling me.
God has been doing a lot in my life lately.
I called up my friends. I asked to be put on prayer chains. I thanked the Lord for his goodness. and the--- the fear. I pulled that seed right out of my heart and stomped it.And I am going to keep stomping it.
Thank you Kris and Ash. You are such a shining example of the Lord to me.
I also have the most wonderful, perfect (for me) husband, Tobey. Oh, this lesson came a little late but I have also been learning how wise Tobey is. I stay under the mantle of his protection and guess what? He is right. I am not Miss strong independent woman. I am his WIFE. He is quiet, but when he does speak and I LISTEN I have noticed he has a lot of wisdom. Guess where he got that? Oh yeah Baby, The Lord God.
My world is now upside down. Or should I say right side up?
For someone who thought she had nothing to say, I guess I filled this page.
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