Yes, world, we are alive! Things have been crazy. Billy has to go into the ER at Murray first thing every morning for his IV of antibiotics. We are counting the days since we can’t go camping or spend the night away from home until these treatments are through. This is his second week and they say he will have six weeks total of IVs. The good side of that is that the infection seems to be under control. I know some think this must be hard, but I am so thankful to God, our family and friends for their prayers, and Dr. Dowdy who has been wonderful with Billy. So has Dr. Kelly and they got his referral to Infectious Diseases and an appointment set for him before he left the hospital. His doctor in Paducah believes all this is from his foot which we have always known. Now it is a matter of figuring out how to go forward and control these infections. Last night as I listen to Billy rest, really rest and sleep soundly without moaning, I was so thankful we had insurance and Medicare that has covered nearly everything. I could not help but think that without both of those, I might not have Billy. We could not afford these treatments. Worrying does not change anything, but I still worry about those without insurance, the working poor. Years ago before I got my teaching degree and Billy could not find a steady job with any benefits after the plant where he worked closed, we were in that class. I remember the constant knot in my stomach because there just was not money for check-ups, much less an emergency. So many complain about helping others, but not me. I know what poverty means in this country. Because people don’t get regular check-ups, they only see a doctor when they have too. Then it is more expensive and sadly it is too late to help many. Trace is also getting his school-legs finally and he had a wonderful day yesterday. The combination of being in school all day and a growth spurt has meant he needed a medication change. The doctor also added a medication to help with the anxiety related to his OCD and ODD. There was no screaming, no shamming doors, no “I hate you” or “everybody hates me,” or other aggressive behaviors to deal with at school or at home. Instead we had our sweet, loving boy back. He chased butterflies, played with Grover Cleveland his guinea pig, and loved working on his lessons last night. He definitely likes the sticker rewards. I know some people look at a child like Trace and think he just needs a good spanking, but whatever we do to Trace he will do to someone else. He does get a spanking sometimes. After all, he is a boy, but that is not the answer to everything for him. Time-outs and talking are far more effective. Trace is an answered prayer. I prayed for patience (what was I thinking!!!) and Trace is definitely teaching me that…lol. I have nothing but praise for Trace’s teacher Mrs. Dobson, the principal Mrs. Paul, the special education department, and all the faculty and staff at Farmington Elementary. They have never viewed Trace as a problem, but always saw him as a child full of potential who has a problem. These last two years Mrs. Amy and Mrs. Jenia were nothing short of miracle workers with Trace and he grew so much as an individual as well as learning. Last week when Trace was having so much trouble and was anything but loveable, both of them took time to check on him and give him a hug while encouraging him. Every parent and child should have a school like Farmington Elementary. And after daily migraines for nearly two weeks, the steroids have kicked in and I woke up pain free. I went outside this morning for the first time since last Friday and the sunlight drive me back inside in search of the dark and I ate real food this morning for the first time in over a week. I have been living on ice, super cold drinks, or soft foods because anything with a smell made me sick. Now if only that would translate into a weigh loss…lol. Needless to say, I have not been on the computer as much as usual. It is hard to type with a pillow over your face…lol. After Billy left, I was sweeping the porch and talking out loud to God at the same time. A power walker going by must have thought I was crazy because she started to jog when she heard me. I waved, but I think that scared her even more. Oh well, I do pray, but it is easier just to talk to God as I go about my day and if I am alone, I do so out loud. Many of you should have burning ears because I do remember you in my daily conversations. As always my children are in my prayers. I know Ronny Dale is still dealing with the death of Matt as is Matt’s mother Tina Bonds, his sister Danielle, and his wife Katlan. A day does not pass that we don’t pray especially for them. My daughter Kim Bonds Farmer still has not found a job, so we always remember her, Kevin, and Saydei. I thank God she is an excellent manager. I just thank God for Phillip’s job and his business. I pray he remembers to slow down. I thank God that Jennifer, Rana, and Graycee are a family growing in Christ. And we pray with Trace each day. My cousins Annetta Saccketti remains in my prayers always as does cousin Judie Schmachtenberger who has gone through cancer, chemo and a knee replacement this year. Her husband has health problems as well and she will have her other knew replaced in October. I also lift up cousin Fannie and her husband Leon who has upcoming surgery. Of course, the various grandchildren are remembered. Both Billy and I want to know that all our family to join us in Heaven someday, so we always lift their spiritual needs before the throne. We do pray for their salvation daily. I also find myself conducting an interior dialogue with God when others are around. Even when I am falling asleep, He is my last thought. Some people count sheep, but I drift off thinking of the different names for Jesus in the Bible…Prince of Peace, councilor, Rose of Sharon, Lily of the Valley, Redeemer, Healer, Savior, etc. It relaxes me and brings a sense of peace that is hard to find during a migraine. Since light is a major trigger for my migraines, lights are off or only small lamps are on inside my home. Even my computer screen is turned down. What a blessing that the light of Heaven is with me and my family each day. Well, I have rattled long enough. This is the day the Lord hath made. I will rejoice and be glad in it! I hope each of you have a blessed day as well.
Posted on: Thu, 22 Aug 2013 14:47:05 +0000
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