In lot's of ways this week has flown right by. In many other ways, WOW, it's been a long week! With surgery, anesthesia and pain pills everything that has happened from Monday on has been a blur. If I've talked to you please know that I didn't mean to forget everything you and I said, I just did. I had this after my previous surgery though as well, and kind of expected it. Still stinks though. The first few days home were horribly painful. Yesterday I had the desire to get out of the house to go check out a sale rack at a store downtown Zeeland (important stuff, I know)! I barely made it back home before throwing up. Not sure what all that was about. So, then I went back to bed (on the couch).
Last night I started taking one pain pill instead of two and feeling a bit more with it because of that. This morning I actually felt pretty good. I stayed on the couch until 10ish though, there is nothing I can do when I get up anyway. I went to the doctor hoping to get the two drains out. Actually, I was more than hoping. I was planning on it. Dumb. Don't ever plan on anything. I left that visit with two drains, same as when I went in. The drains go right into my skin (or something) and suck the blood/fluid out so that it doesn't accumulate under the skin causing swelling and pain (that's my definition at least, not saying it's 100% accurate or anything). The problem with carrying these drains around with me, aside from the fact that they are big and gross, is that my showers are limited to sponge baths right now. I feel gross. I've washed up a lot, I know that I'm clean, but there is something about the water running over your body that makes you feel cleaner. (I promise, don't feel like you have to try that one out on your own).
I made it through my appointment and my first haircut... and then quickly went home, took two pain pills and passed out on the couch. I haven't moved yet. My husband deserves a very big award for all he has done and is doing for me. He is the best. He doesn't complain, just does what needs to be done, expecting little to nothing from me. I know that I'm lucky!
Long term my biggest issue is going to be not lifting Lila. I've already forgotten a few times and attempted to grab her but was quickly reminded (and then consistently reminded for hours afterward) that she is above the recommended lifting limit. We've got it figured out that she can climb on my lap and snuggle, but even then she somehow knows where to hit me, kick me or push on me to cause the most pain. Oh well, this is it. This is the end. Wow! The end, didn't know that I would ever be able to say that! :)
January 28, 2011
January 26, 2011
Surgery Update
Just a quick update... many of you may already know from facebook. I definitely didn't anticipate feeling this awful after surgery. In fact, I anticipated being great by now, able to get out and about etc. I knew that I wouldnt' be able to lift Lila, but didn't think I would still be stuck on the couch popping pain pills every four hours. Due to the pain pills I can't keep my eyes open either. Blah!
I ended up with two drains in again (same as when I had the original surgery). The drains mean that I can't shower until they come out (hopefully on Friday). I'm feeling rather gross right now, but have been able to wash up a few times and Matt helped me wash my hair this morning (luckily it's pretty easy these days).
Prayers for quick healing and pain relief are much appreciated!
Thanks
Lynette
I ended up with two drains in again (same as when I had the original surgery). The drains mean that I can't shower until they come out (hopefully on Friday). I'm feeling rather gross right now, but have been able to wash up a few times and Matt helped me wash my hair this morning (luckily it's pretty easy these days).
Prayers for quick healing and pain relief are much appreciated!
Thanks
Lynette
January 23, 2011
Short and Sweet
Tomorrow is the big day! The expanders that I've had in since my mastectomy get to come out and the new, saline implants go in!
Currently sugery is scheduled for 9:30am, it's an outpatient surgery so I should be home in the afternoon. Surgery could take 1-3 hours. Prayers are welcome and appreciated!
Currently sugery is scheduled for 9:30am, it's an outpatient surgery so I should be home in the afternoon. Surgery could take 1-3 hours. Prayers are welcome and appreciated!
January 21, 2011
Simple
Did you make a New Years resolution? How is that going for you? Are you out to loose weight? Get more organized? Spend more time with God? Spend less $? Be on time? Slow down? All of the above?
I don't typically make resolutions. I've learned in the past years that I can't keep them. Ideally I would love to do all of the above. And, ideally I will strive to do those things every day, resolution or not. This year though, I decided to work on a word. If you don't know about this fad, it's something I've seen on blogs and other sites, to pick a word of the year and make that your focus or resolution for the year. My word is going to be Simple. I went back and forth between a few words before settling on simple.
I need to keep things simple. As shown below there are a LOT of ways to describe this word.
When planning an activity with the kids or family, a lot of times I will get so involved in working out details that I miss the whole point of the moment. Or I get crabby when it doesn't go according to my plans. Life would be so much easier if I just kept things SIMPLE.
When at the store I see some toy on sale that I'm sure the kids would love and so I get it for them. When in reality, they would be happy if I SIMPLY got them chapstick. (or better yet pulled one out of the drawer).
You will hopefully be seeing more posts on this topic in the coming months and with any luck I will learn to be more simple (and no I don't mean unlearned)! ;)
sim·ple /ˈsɪmpəl/
[sim-puhl]
adjective, -pler, -plest, noun
–adjective
1. easy to understand, deal with, use, etc.: a simple matter; simple tools.
2. not elaborate or artificial; plain: a simple style.
3. not ornate or luxurious; unadorned: a simple gown.
4. unaffected; unassuming; modest: a simple manner.
5. not complicated: a simple design.
6. not complex or compound; single.
7. occurring or considered alone; mere; bare: the simple truth; a simple fact.
8. free of deceit or guile; sincere; unconditional: a frank, simple answer.
9. common or ordinary: a simple soldier.
10. not grand or sophisticated; unpretentious: a simple way of life.
11. humble or lowly: simple folk.
12. inconsequential or rudimentary.
13. unlearned; ignorant.
14. lacking mental acuteness or sense: a simple way of thinking.
15. unsophisticated; naive; credulous.
16. simpleminded.
17. Chemistry .
a. composed of only one substance or element: a simple substance.
b. not mixed.
18. Botany . not divided into parts: a simple leaf; a simple stem.
19. Zoology . not compound: a simple ascidian.
20. Music . uncompounded or without overtones; single: simple tone.
21. Grammar . having only the head without modifying elements included: The simple subject of “The dappled pony gazed over the fence” is “pony.” Compare complete ( def. 5 ) .
22. (of a verb tense) consisting of a main verb with no auxiliaries, as takes (simple present) or stood (simple past) ( opposed to compound).
23. Mathematics . linear ( def. 7 ) .
24. Optics . (of a lens) having two optical surfaces only.
I don't typically make resolutions. I've learned in the past years that I can't keep them. Ideally I would love to do all of the above. And, ideally I will strive to do those things every day, resolution or not. This year though, I decided to work on a word. If you don't know about this fad, it's something I've seen on blogs and other sites, to pick a word of the year and make that your focus or resolution for the year. My word is going to be Simple. I went back and forth between a few words before settling on simple.
I need to keep things simple. As shown below there are a LOT of ways to describe this word.
When planning an activity with the kids or family, a lot of times I will get so involved in working out details that I miss the whole point of the moment. Or I get crabby when it doesn't go according to my plans. Life would be so much easier if I just kept things SIMPLE.
When at the store I see some toy on sale that I'm sure the kids would love and so I get it for them. When in reality, they would be happy if I SIMPLY got them chapstick. (or better yet pulled one out of the drawer).
You will hopefully be seeing more posts on this topic in the coming months and with any luck I will learn to be more simple (and no I don't mean unlearned)! ;)
sim·ple /ˈsɪmpəl/
[sim-puhl]
adjective, -pler, -plest, noun
–adjective
1. easy to understand, deal with, use, etc.: a simple matter; simple tools.
2. not elaborate or artificial; plain: a simple style.
3. not ornate or luxurious; unadorned: a simple gown.
4. unaffected; unassuming; modest: a simple manner.
5. not complicated: a simple design.
6. not complex or compound; single.
7. occurring or considered alone; mere; bare: the simple truth; a simple fact.
8. free of deceit or guile; sincere; unconditional: a frank, simple answer.
9. common or ordinary: a simple soldier.
10. not grand or sophisticated; unpretentious: a simple way of life.
11. humble or lowly: simple folk.
12. inconsequential or rudimentary.
13. unlearned; ignorant.
14. lacking mental acuteness or sense: a simple way of thinking.
15. unsophisticated; naive; credulous.
16. simpleminded.
17. Chemistry .
a. composed of only one substance or element: a simple substance.
b. not mixed.
18. Botany . not divided into parts: a simple leaf; a simple stem.
19. Zoology . not compound: a simple ascidian.
20. Music . uncompounded or without overtones; single: simple tone.
21. Grammar . having only the head without modifying elements included: The simple subject of “The dappled pony gazed over the fence” is “pony.” Compare complete ( def. 5 ) .
22. (of a verb tense) consisting of a main verb with no auxiliaries, as takes (simple present) or stood (simple past) ( opposed to compound).
23. Mathematics . linear ( def. 7 ) .
24. Optics . (of a lens) having two optical surfaces only.
January 19, 2011
Links I love... and projects I've made!
So, my posts have been sporadic at best. I get that. We've been busy. But, I'm back! I got up this morning and actually got excited that I may be able to do a blog post. One that wasn't just words. One that might include some pictures and links!
First... some of the projects I did this winter (Christmas presents mostly)...
My friend Kim taught me how to follow this pattern and sew this purse! This one was for Bailey. I made one for myself too (ultimately I'm not happy with how long the strap was though, but I made another one too, it's gray with black dots and ruffly)!
I made these pillows (which I'm noticing now you can't see all that well). The one that says "Bailey" was for Bailey (surprise) and the "peace" one was for my sister Angela for her birthday. They both have some old chenille fabric on the front (w/ dots, something I got off ebay YEARS ago and finally was able to use) and a printed fabric on the back, the word is appliqued on. The first one took me forever, the second one wasn't that bad (cutting out the fabric letters is actually probably the worst part of the whole process). (There was no pattern for these, I bought a pillow from JoAnn's (on sale) and did the rest on my own)
There is also a brown and gold blanket there that was for Landon. The brown is what the kids called a "squirrel fur". Just a very soft material, but a nightmare to sew with. There was brown fuzz EVERYWHERE. Even sticking to the walls! I made two other similar blankets as well, with minky fabric instead of the squirrel fur, but didn't take pictures of those. They are nice, warm blankets though!
And this is the advent "calendar". Just a bunch of felt stockings that I sewed one afternoon with lot's of ric rac on them. I love ric rac. So fun! Ultimately this will not be something we use long term, but it did what it was supposed to do. The kids enjoyed looking in each day and finding what the surprise was and what story in the bible went along with it! I always have good intentions on December 1, but by December 20 we are a few days behind and it get's overwhelming! Each year I say we will do better!
So, those are a few things I've made. I haven't made anything in a long time now though, I'm sure I'll get the itch again soon and start back up!
And, on to the links! Here are a few things I want to do when I do get that itch. (some of them are just dreams, but cute ones!)
How About Orange is one of my favorite blogs to follow. I've been following for a long time. So much cute (orange) and modern stuff!
These flowers are fun...
These fabric wall decals:
I just (literally JUST) discovered this blog: kojodesigns
and look at these pillows: I haven't had much time to surf around the whole site, but you can bet I'll be back!
And, there's the Tater Tots and Jello site that is always good for some fun ideas:
Here's a wooden name sign (love the book one underneath as well) (actually made by the kojodesigns friends):
First... some of the projects I did this winter (Christmas presents mostly)...
My friend Kim taught me how to follow this pattern and sew this purse! This one was for Bailey. I made one for myself too (ultimately I'm not happy with how long the strap was though, but I made another one too, it's gray with black dots and ruffly)!
There is also a brown and gold blanket there that was for Landon. The brown is what the kids called a "squirrel fur". Just a very soft material, but a nightmare to sew with. There was brown fuzz EVERYWHERE. Even sticking to the walls! I made two other similar blankets as well, with minky fabric instead of the squirrel fur, but didn't take pictures of those. They are nice, warm blankets though!
So, those are a few things I've made. I haven't made anything in a long time now though, I'm sure I'll get the itch again soon and start back up!
And, on to the links! Here are a few things I want to do when I do get that itch. (some of them are just dreams, but cute ones!)
How About Orange is one of my favorite blogs to follow. I've been following for a long time. So much cute (orange) and modern stuff!
These flowers are fun...
These fabric wall decals:
These ornaments are fun... I know, wrong season, but I'm just catching up on a lot of my blog feeds:
I just (literally JUST) discovered this blog: kojodesigns
and look at these pillows: I haven't had much time to surf around the whole site, but you can bet I'll be back!
And, there's the Tater Tots and Jello site that is always good for some fun ideas:
Here's a wooden name sign (love the book one underneath as well) (actually made by the kojodesigns friends):
So much fun stuff, now to only find the time and the ambition! Let me know if you find something you like or even better link me up if you try any of these!
January 18, 2011
The tree that DIDN'T fall down
I am the type of person that is easily consumed by fear. Ever since I can remember I've been scared that my house will catch on fire (resulting in my death, of course). Or a tree will blow over (in a gentle breeze or a wicked thunderstorm) and come crashing down on my house, smashing all occupants (I've even been known to make my whole family sleep downstairs if there is a threat of storms at night).
These are "what if's". I have no logical reason to fear these things. I know they are silly. These are things that Satan put in my head to turn me away from God.
When I was little and started to get consumed by these things I couldn't stop myself. I would end up sobbing and shaking (no dad, it was not my attempt at stalling bedtime), it was very very real.
As I've gotten older I've found a real cure for this fear. Something that really does calm me down. Completely.
Faith.
Knowing that God will protect me and that whatever happens is up to Him, puts me at ease (and to sleep). And really, the worst that could happen is also the best that could happen.
Looking over my BSF notes from this year I've noticed that God is teaching me more about this.
Some notes I've jotted down regarding fear and faith:
I will add that I've been doing BSF for many years. It takes both time and commitment. Some lessons are really hard. Some are very convicting. But I love it. If your looking for a great study, you should check it out, there are men's classes, women's classes, day classes and night classes, and classes for the kids (during the mens or womens study. (or email me and I can give you more information. bell(dot)lynette(at)gmail(dot)com )
These are "what if's". I have no logical reason to fear these things. I know they are silly. These are things that Satan put in my head to turn me away from God.
When I was little and started to get consumed by these things I couldn't stop myself. I would end up sobbing and shaking (no dad, it was not my attempt at stalling bedtime), it was very very real.
As I've gotten older I've found a real cure for this fear. Something that really does calm me down. Completely.
Faith.
Knowing that God will protect me and that whatever happens is up to Him, puts me at ease (and to sleep). And really, the worst that could happen is also the best that could happen.
Looking over my BSF notes from this year I've noticed that God is teaching me more about this.
Some notes I've jotted down regarding fear and faith:
- Fear grows when we see circumstances from a human perspective, Faith grows when we see circumstances from a God perspective.
- Some wise man once said (sorry, I don't know who this wise man or woman was): I am a man of many trials/troubles, most of which never happened.
- If we look at things from God's perspective they aren't as big or awful as they seem.
- Faith looks to God to save instead of human effort. Where am I relying on someone else or something to save me?
- Fear of God is living by letting God be God.
- Resolving to trust God over and over again builds a life of faith.
- We choose what we fix our minds on, God or our circumstances.
- Satan makes us think of the things that could happen but rarely do. God wants us to stay in today.
- We can't control the oppositions/fears that face us, but we choose how to react. Trust or give in?
- Behind a life of great faith is a life of faithful prayer.
I will add that I've been doing BSF for many years. It takes both time and commitment. Some lessons are really hard. Some are very convicting. But I love it. If your looking for a great study, you should check it out, there are men's classes, women's classes, day classes and night classes, and classes for the kids (during the mens or womens study. (or email me and I can give you more information. bell(dot)lynette(at)gmail(dot)com )
January 5, 2011
What we need?
Amazing how when I start doing my bible study in the morning I don't always know what I need for the day and just start reading, sometimes out of many books, sometimes BSF lessons, sometimes straight from the bible. God always seems to know what I need though and directs me to it. It doesn't always happen instantly. Sometimes I will page around in a book for a while before I settle on a passage or story to read, but when I do settle on something, it's usually something I need, whether I knew it or not!
This was from Moments of Peace for a Womans Heart.
There are no limitations on your relationship with God. Your earthly social, & cultural standing are of no importance to him. Your gender, age, and your parentage ore of no consequence to the ruler of heaven and earth. He accepts you fully and completely as you are. You can count on that.
Galations 3:28 (msg) In Christ's family there can be no division into Jew and non-Jew, slave and free, male and female. Among us you are all equal. That is, we are all in a common relationship with Jesus Christ.
Happy Wednesday!
This was from Moments of Peace for a Womans Heart.
There are no limitations on your relationship with God. Your earthly social, & cultural standing are of no importance to him. Your gender, age, and your parentage ore of no consequence to the ruler of heaven and earth. He accepts you fully and completely as you are. You can count on that.
Galations 3:28 (msg) In Christ's family there can be no division into Jew and non-Jew, slave and free, male and female. Among us you are all equal. That is, we are all in a common relationship with Jesus Christ.
Happy Wednesday!
December 24, 2010
Our family Christmas Card...
First of all I need to apologize. This is the closest anyone is getting to a Christmas card from us this year. I have a picture, but don't have time. At first I was making myself feel really bad about it, but then I started talking to many others that were not doing them either this year. I feel bad because I do love to receive cards, so I promise that next year I will be more on top of things. And who knows, there may even be a new year card or valentines card in the works. (or maybe even an easter card...).
We love them all!
This past year has been a whirlwind.
Lynette: I have learned more drug names and medical terms than I ever cared to learn! I have endured being more tired than I've ever felt, more pain than I've ever felt, and more appointments than I care to count. But I've also felt more love and kindness than I've ever experienced as well. That has made it all worth it. (I promise. I don't mean to sound cliche when I say that, I really DO mean it). I've made friends I would have never met had it not been for cancer, existing friendships have been strengthened because of cancer. My faith has been strenghtened because of cancer. Right now I'm working on gaining energy again, working on growing some hair and working on getting back to normal. I have one remaining surgery in January and then I should be "done" for the most part (aside from some maintenance drugs that I will have). Aside from cancer my life is pretty much the same as any stay at home mother of 4!
Matt: He keeps very busy with work. Working from home has been a huge blessing for us this year, God knows what he is doing! He has coached 3 sports in 2010 I believe. Basketball in early 2010. Baseball in the spring and football this fall. Now I think he has a break until next fall when football starts again. He was able to re landscape the lawn this fall, and build a few garden boxes so we can plant a garden in the spring. He also just built me some awsome lockers in the garage. Finally a place to put all the coats and shoes and boots and backpacks!
Landon: He's a 12 year old boy. What more can I say? (Actually, I can't say much because I'm sure anything I say will embarrass him). He is doing great in 7th grade, all A's so far. He loves his sports and his wii. He probably won't admit it if you ask, but he loves his sisters and brother as well. He went on the possum trip with church this summer and loved it. He's hoping to be able to go again next year!
Bailey: Oh the drama that comes with a girl. She's 9. I'm sure it won't get much better from here. She too is doing great in school, she loves being social, watching t.v., playing school, painting her nails and reading Diary of a Wimpy kid books. She loves her brothers and sister as well! Bailey also just got finished with basketball, it was more of a camp style, but loved what she learned. She loves to play in the driveway with Landon or Matt, but get's intimidated around other people.
Elliot: It's hard to believe that he is 4. He is in preschool this year, and will be attending young fives, I hope, next year. He loves to play with guns. Landon would have never been allowed to play with guns at his age, but there is nothing we can do to stop this boy. He builds guns out of EVERYTHING, although Trio blocks are his favorite building material. He also loves super hero's of any shape and size! He is also my cuddler. He loves to go do bed with me and snuggle! I love it!
Lila: She is a toddler. A 20 month old terror toddler. Just kidding. Kind-of. She can absolutely have us laughing one minute and then pulling our hair out the next. I love the age she is for so many reasons, one being watching her learn new things every day, but it's definitely a hard age as well. Her favorite things right now are her baby stroller, her friend Reed and cousin Parker, chap stick, markers and food. Oh, and don't forget the blankie and pipey! This is a girl that knows what she wants and will not stop until she get's it. That should serve her well in life someday, but for now it's just frustrating! but we love her dearly!
We love them all!
Hoping you have a Merry Christmas
and many many blessings for 2011!
December 10, 2010
Last One!!!!
WoW! 6 weeks went by SO fast! Today is my last day of radiation. For the past six weeks I've been driving the same route every morning. Thankfully the weather was good for most of those six weeks. And, today I will drive that route for the last time. (OK, that's an exageration, this IS the same route I take to Target and Meijer and Starbucks and JoAnne's and...) All this to say... I'M DONE! Or at least at 6:30 this morning I can see that oh so bright light shining, and I've only got steps until the end of the tunnel! It's kind of like a race... I started off strong, no problem, but at this point I'm crawling to get to the finish line. I'm sick of it and I'm SOOOO tired!
For the most part radiation is easy. 5 minute appointments, the staff is wonderful, no sickness... the bad parts have been that I have a pretty intense sunburn going under my arm, at one point (no exageration) my skin was black. I've noticed about three layers of skin peeling off. (Think of the worst sunburn you've ever had... times 10) It's uncomfortable to say the least. About two weeks ago I developed shingles. Luckily I caught it relatively early and was given some medicine and it was getting better quickly. Right now I can still see the spots but have very little pain associated with them!
Thank you for all of your thoughts and prayers during radiation (and before). They are so appreciated, I have felt them. Truly, I have!
But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds declares the Lord. Jeremiah 30:17
For the most part radiation is easy. 5 minute appointments, the staff is wonderful, no sickness... the bad parts have been that I have a pretty intense sunburn going under my arm, at one point (no exageration) my skin was black. I've noticed about three layers of skin peeling off. (Think of the worst sunburn you've ever had... times 10) It's uncomfortable to say the least. About two weeks ago I developed shingles. Luckily I caught it relatively early and was given some medicine and it was getting better quickly. Right now I can still see the spots but have very little pain associated with them!
Thank you for all of your thoughts and prayers during radiation (and before). They are so appreciated, I have felt them. Truly, I have!
But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds declares the Lord. Jeremiah 30:17
November 23, 2010
Advent Calendars
I mentioned it before and I'm mentioning it again. I want an advent calendar. A dear friend called me and said she had picked one up for me on a recent vacation, for which I am so grateful and excited! But, I still want one "like I used to have". I remember when I was little the felt calendar that hung on the wall. My brother and I would take turns each day taking the handmade ornament out of the pocket and hanging it on a button on the tree (on the calendar) and reading the corosponding verse. The anticipation grew to the day that we could hang up the final ornament. The star. I wish we still had that calendar, I'm sure it was something handmade that my mom picked up at a craft fair somewhere, I've looked and looked and looked for a duplicate somewhere, but with no success.
While searching on Etsy yesterday I found this. I'm so excited to get it. While it's not the calendar itself, it is what I want to be IN the calendar, verses and tokens to go along with the verses.
Now, I'm going to make (with the help of my kids) a calendar of sorts to go with it. I'll be sure to show the finished product when I'm done (which could very well be next year, so please don't hold your breath).
While searching on Etsy yesterday I found this. I'm so excited to get it. While it's not the calendar itself, it is what I want to be IN the calendar, verses and tokens to go along with the verses.
Now, I'm going to make (with the help of my kids) a calendar of sorts to go with it. I'll be sure to show the finished product when I'm done (which could very well be next year, so please don't hold your breath).
November 17, 2010
What's your busy?
Sorry. Two weeks. That's a long time. But there are two reasons for the time between posts.
1. There is nothing really new going on
2. Were just way to busy.
On dictionary.com busy is defined as the following:
–adjective
1. actively and attentively engaged in work or a pastime: busy with her work. check
2. not at leisure; otherwise engaged: He couldn't see any visitors because he was busy. check
3. full of or characterized by activity: a busy life. check
4. (of a telephone line) in use by a party or parties and not immediately accessible. check
5. officious; meddlesome; prying.
6. ornate, disparate, or clashing in design or colors; cluttered with small, unharmonious details; fussy: The rug is too busy for this room. check
I'm not complaining. We are all busy in one way or another. I think the word busy is defined by the user of the word. Busy for me may be a lazy day for someone else. Were all busy in our own ways, right?
What have I been busy with? Well... let's see. Driving the bus... oops, I mean van, to pick up and drop off kids (all while watching Baby Einsteins to keep the girl (and sometimes middleschoolers) happy), driving to and from radiation every morning, editing shoots, laundry, laundry and more laundry (although, I have to say, I'm thankful to have a washing machine so that I can do laundry), doing everything I can to keep my daughter happy (her name starts with an L), basketball games, laundry, cleaning the kids' rooms (that took 2 full days), selling kids clothes, ordering pictures, cooking dinner, deciding what to have for dinner (I realized recently that it's not making dinner that I hate, it's deciding what to have for dinner and seeing if we have the stuff to make it... my three least favorite words are "What's for dinner?"), returning basketball shoes for Landon (twice now), BSF lessons, additional time spent in prayer (although, never enough), sweepting and mopping the floor, playing games, doing puzzles and reading books, watching movies with my family, MOPS stuff, snack stuff for church, eating (ugh, I've gained to much weight, need to quit this one), and sleeping (trying to keep the energy up during the day requires a very early bedtime). And, I'm sure once I hit "Publish" I will think of 100 other things I've done this week that could go on this list.
As far as radiation goes... things have been going great. I've been home by 8:20 every morning, it's so nice to ahve it out of the way and not have to think about it every morning. I get up early (around 6), do some work and or BSF (while drinking 2 cups of coffee), get in the shower at 7:30ish, put on my comfy clothes (typically yoga pants and a zip up hoodie so that I don't have to change at the office) and head out the door at 7:50 (there is an upside to short short hair). Come home and change and I'm ready to go for the day. The skin that is in the radiation area is getting red but it's not that noticeable and it doesn't hurt or anything. I've been quite tired lately, but am still undecided if it's radiation or life. Either way, it probably won't get better anytime soon.
Anyway, just wanted to do a quick update. I've got to run and get Landon from church and pry the crying child off my leg. (No, I'm not neglecting her, this has taken me almost 2 hours to type while caring for her!)
1. There is nothing really new going on
2. Were just way to busy.
On dictionary.com busy is defined as the following:
–adjective
1. actively and attentively engaged in work or a pastime: busy with her work. check
2. not at leisure; otherwise engaged: He couldn't see any visitors because he was busy. check
3. full of or characterized by activity: a busy life. check
4. (of a telephone line) in use by a party or parties and not immediately accessible. check
5. officious; meddlesome; prying.
6. ornate, disparate, or clashing in design or colors; cluttered with small, unharmonious details; fussy: The rug is too busy for this room. check
I'm not complaining. We are all busy in one way or another. I think the word busy is defined by the user of the word. Busy for me may be a lazy day for someone else. Were all busy in our own ways, right?
What have I been busy with? Well... let's see. Driving the bus... oops, I mean van, to pick up and drop off kids (all while watching Baby Einsteins to keep the girl (and sometimes middleschoolers) happy), driving to and from radiation every morning, editing shoots, laundry, laundry and more laundry (although, I have to say, I'm thankful to have a washing machine so that I can do laundry), doing everything I can to keep my daughter happy (her name starts with an L), basketball games, laundry, cleaning the kids' rooms (that took 2 full days), selling kids clothes, ordering pictures, cooking dinner, deciding what to have for dinner (I realized recently that it's not making dinner that I hate, it's deciding what to have for dinner and seeing if we have the stuff to make it... my three least favorite words are "What's for dinner?"), returning basketball shoes for Landon (twice now), BSF lessons, additional time spent in prayer (although, never enough), sweepting and mopping the floor, playing games, doing puzzles and reading books, watching movies with my family, MOPS stuff, snack stuff for church, eating (ugh, I've gained to much weight, need to quit this one), and sleeping (trying to keep the energy up during the day requires a very early bedtime). And, I'm sure once I hit "Publish" I will think of 100 other things I've done this week that could go on this list.
As far as radiation goes... things have been going great. I've been home by 8:20 every morning, it's so nice to ahve it out of the way and not have to think about it every morning. I get up early (around 6), do some work and or BSF (while drinking 2 cups of coffee), get in the shower at 7:30ish, put on my comfy clothes (typically yoga pants and a zip up hoodie so that I don't have to change at the office) and head out the door at 7:50 (there is an upside to short short hair). Come home and change and I'm ready to go for the day. The skin that is in the radiation area is getting red but it's not that noticeable and it doesn't hurt or anything. I've been quite tired lately, but am still undecided if it's radiation or life. Either way, it probably won't get better anytime soon.
Anyway, just wanted to do a quick update. I've got to run and get Landon from church and pry the crying child off my leg. (No, I'm not neglecting her, this has taken me almost 2 hours to type while caring for her!)
November 4, 2010
Question of the week?
OK, so there seems to be some questions about what radiation is. So, here's your lesson for the day (and mine, because I couldn't really answer that question before)!
Radiation is a cancer treatment that uses high doses of radiation to kill cancer cells and stop them from spreading. At low doses, radiation is used as an x-ray to see inside your body and take pictures, such as x-rays of your teeth or broken bones. Radiation used in cancer treatment works in much the same way, except that it is given at higher doses.
I am receiving external beam radiation. A machine aims radiation at cancer cells. Radiation is used to cure, stop or slow the growth of cancer.
Radiation therapy does not kill cancer cells right away. It takes days or weeks of treatment before cancer cells start to die. Then, cancer cells keep dying for weeks or months after radiation therapy ends.
I receive radiation treatmens once a day, 5 days a week, Monday through Friday. I will receive approximately 28 treatments. Lindy did a great job showing the building and the room where the radiation occurs here.
Radiation side effects can include fatigue, skin changes (including redness like a sunburn, itching, or dry peeling skin), tenderness and swelling.
So, there you have a description of radiation. Hope that helps!
My treatments are going great so far, I truly can not wait to get on the 8:00 schedule, this all over the place stuff is quite a pain.
**On another note... Landon did make the basketball team. Turns out there weren't 70 people trying out, but more like 35. Either way, were proud of him and all the boys that either made the team or just tried out. What would we ever do with our time without a sport to watch? (His first game is Tuesday already!)
Radiation is a cancer treatment that uses high doses of radiation to kill cancer cells and stop them from spreading. At low doses, radiation is used as an x-ray to see inside your body and take pictures, such as x-rays of your teeth or broken bones. Radiation used in cancer treatment works in much the same way, except that it is given at higher doses.
I am receiving external beam radiation. A machine aims radiation at cancer cells. Radiation is used to cure, stop or slow the growth of cancer.
Radiation therapy does not kill cancer cells right away. It takes days or weeks of treatment before cancer cells start to die. Then, cancer cells keep dying for weeks or months after radiation therapy ends.
I receive radiation treatmens once a day, 5 days a week, Monday through Friday. I will receive approximately 28 treatments. Lindy did a great job showing the building and the room where the radiation occurs here.
Radiation side effects can include fatigue, skin changes (including redness like a sunburn, itching, or dry peeling skin), tenderness and swelling.
So, there you have a description of radiation. Hope that helps!
My treatments are going great so far, I truly can not wait to get on the 8:00 schedule, this all over the place stuff is quite a pain.
**On another note... Landon did make the basketball team. Turns out there weren't 70 people trying out, but more like 35. Either way, were proud of him and all the boys that either made the team or just tried out. What would we ever do with our time without a sport to watch? (His first game is Tuesday already!)
October 29, 2010
checking in
Thought I probably should check in quick, it's been a while! I've been so busy with other things that I haven't had time to do even a quick update.
Since my last update:
5 - number of photoshoots I've had (also the number still waiting to be edited)
3 - number of doctor appointments I've attended
3 - number of football games my family has competed in (finally done!)
4 - dozen cookies we've baked (and subsequently eaten)
4 - pumpkins we've carved
1 - number of photo sessions cancelled due to weather (rescheduled actually)
1 - number of "tornado watch" days with my kids home all day
OK, so individually those numbers don't look very big, but put it all together and then add in all the baths I've given, meals I've cooked, number of times I've mopped the floor, loads of laundry done, dishwasher ran (and emptied), stories I've read, paint I've cleaned up and it all adds up to quite a bit!
I will be starting radiation on Monday. The first one is just a simulation to make sure that everything is in the right place, so actualy radiation starts on Tuesday. I will have 28 treatments, I think that brings me to approximately December 10. My schedule the first week is all crazy, all over the board, but after 7 days of craziness I will then settle into a routine schedule of 8am every day. It's early, but it will be the best for having someone here watching the kids, Matt can more than likely just work from home until I get back from my appointment, Lila will more than likely still be sleeping when I get home!
I go in for another Herceptin appointment this Tuesday. I'm not sure if it's the Herceptin or not being on chemo anymore, but I am HUNGRY ALL THE TIME. I want to munch on something. With as much time as I've been on the computer, this is NOT a good thing. I want chips, I want chocolate, I want chocolate covered chips (ha, just kidding, I do want chocolate covered peanuts though). I will not be loosing any weight if things continue like this, I won't even be maintaining, I'll be gaining. Like an elephant.
Landon starts basketball tryouts on Monday, please keep him in your prayers, there are 70+ kids trying out, so lot's of competition.
Halloween tomorrow (Sunday really, but we live in Zeeland, were celebrating tomorrow). Elliot is going to be a Ninja turtle. I always made costumes for Landon and Bailey, but buying a $12 ninja turtle costume at Target seemed so easy this year, I cringe when I see it, but it's just one thing I'm letting go! He's excited! Lila is supergirl or wonderwoman. My pudgy little baby in a little leotard... I really do just want to squeeze her! Bailey is a Mime (is that even how you spell that?). All her idea. We had to search and search for a black and white striped shirt (ended up with black and gray), black berret and suspenders. We found the latter two at Claires in Holland. Did you even know there was still a Claire's in Holland, because I sure didnt! Landon... well, he's Landon. He had a halloween party at church and just wore a mask that I picked up last year after halloween at Walgreens, not sure how long he even had it on though.
OK, so I'm off to have lunch with some great ladies... but I leave you with a picture of my wondergirl!
Since my last update:
5 - number of photoshoots I've had (also the number still waiting to be edited)
3 - number of doctor appointments I've attended
3 - number of football games my family has competed in (finally done!)
4 - dozen cookies we've baked (and subsequently eaten)
4 - pumpkins we've carved
1 - number of photo sessions cancelled due to weather (rescheduled actually)
1 - number of "tornado watch" days with my kids home all day
OK, so individually those numbers don't look very big, but put it all together and then add in all the baths I've given, meals I've cooked, number of times I've mopped the floor, loads of laundry done, dishwasher ran (and emptied), stories I've read, paint I've cleaned up and it all adds up to quite a bit!
I will be starting radiation on Monday. The first one is just a simulation to make sure that everything is in the right place, so actualy radiation starts on Tuesday. I will have 28 treatments, I think that brings me to approximately December 10. My schedule the first week is all crazy, all over the board, but after 7 days of craziness I will then settle into a routine schedule of 8am every day. It's early, but it will be the best for having someone here watching the kids, Matt can more than likely just work from home until I get back from my appointment, Lila will more than likely still be sleeping when I get home!
I go in for another Herceptin appointment this Tuesday. I'm not sure if it's the Herceptin or not being on chemo anymore, but I am HUNGRY ALL THE TIME. I want to munch on something. With as much time as I've been on the computer, this is NOT a good thing. I want chips, I want chocolate, I want chocolate covered chips (ha, just kidding, I do want chocolate covered peanuts though). I will not be loosing any weight if things continue like this, I won't even be maintaining, I'll be gaining. Like an elephant.
Landon starts basketball tryouts on Monday, please keep him in your prayers, there are 70+ kids trying out, so lot's of competition.
Halloween tomorrow (Sunday really, but we live in Zeeland, were celebrating tomorrow). Elliot is going to be a Ninja turtle. I always made costumes for Landon and Bailey, but buying a $12 ninja turtle costume at Target seemed so easy this year, I cringe when I see it, but it's just one thing I'm letting go! He's excited! Lila is supergirl or wonderwoman. My pudgy little baby in a little leotard... I really do just want to squeeze her! Bailey is a Mime (is that even how you spell that?). All her idea. We had to search and search for a black and white striped shirt (ended up with black and gray), black berret and suspenders. We found the latter two at Claires in Holland. Did you even know there was still a Claire's in Holland, because I sure didnt! Landon... well, he's Landon. He had a halloween party at church and just wore a mask that I picked up last year after halloween at Walgreens, not sure how long he even had it on though.
OK, so I'm off to have lunch with some great ladies... but I leave you with a picture of my wondergirl!
October 18, 2010
Putting on my armor
When we align ourselves with Christ we become the enemies adversary. It's a scary thought. Despite the fact that the enemy has already been defeated by Christ at the cross, he will continue to attack us and keep us from putting our faith in God. We don't need to fight him, but we do need to resist him and his lies daily. When we resist, he flees. (See James 4:7)
Use your weapons, the Holy Spirit, the belt of truth, the body armor of righteousness, shoes of peace, shield of faith, helmet, and your sword (the most powerful weapon of all... the bible) (See Ephesians 6:14-17).
You have prayer, faith, hope, love and the Word of God on yoru side. The Holy Spirit within you is far greater than all the powers of darkness combined. (See 1 John 4:4)
I feel like the enemy is attacking me a lot lately. I get in these slumps where I am just down. Nothing is right or good and I get angry easily. I tend to be able to hide these feelings from the outside world, but my family sees it. And it is not pleasant. I feel bad. I didn't really realize I was feeling or acting this way until this morning when Matt asked me why I was always crabby? Hmmmm.
About two weeks ago I quit taking my sleeping pills to sleep at night. (That is going quite well, sleep, that is). But, because I didn't need anything to sleep, I was no longer forced to take a pill evey night. But that also meant that I didn't take any pills. Including my anti-depressent, Zoloft, which I have been on pretty consistently since Elliot was born. Yikes. Just realized it today, it's probably been two weeks since I've taken one (which would also explain all of the vertigo that I've experienced lately). So, I need to be more deliberate about taking that, because without it, the devil certainly has a way of sneaking in on me, tearing up relationships, making me feel really bad about myself, tearing my whole world down. I realize that pills are not a specific part of the armor of God, but it is a part of my helmet, it helps to protect my mind from doubting God's promises. It is frustrating to know that I still depend on these little yellow pills so much, I was hoping that at some point I would no longer need them, but it is what it is and if they make me a better person, I'll go with it!
Use your weapons, the Holy Spirit, the belt of truth, the body armor of righteousness, shoes of peace, shield of faith, helmet, and your sword (the most powerful weapon of all... the bible) (See Ephesians 6:14-17).
You have prayer, faith, hope, love and the Word of God on yoru side. The Holy Spirit within you is far greater than all the powers of darkness combined. (See 1 John 4:4)
I feel like the enemy is attacking me a lot lately. I get in these slumps where I am just down. Nothing is right or good and I get angry easily. I tend to be able to hide these feelings from the outside world, but my family sees it. And it is not pleasant. I feel bad. I didn't really realize I was feeling or acting this way until this morning when Matt asked me why I was always crabby? Hmmmm.
About two weeks ago I quit taking my sleeping pills to sleep at night. (That is going quite well, sleep, that is). But, because I didn't need anything to sleep, I was no longer forced to take a pill evey night. But that also meant that I didn't take any pills. Including my anti-depressent, Zoloft, which I have been on pretty consistently since Elliot was born. Yikes. Just realized it today, it's probably been two weeks since I've taken one (which would also explain all of the vertigo that I've experienced lately). So, I need to be more deliberate about taking that, because without it, the devil certainly has a way of sneaking in on me, tearing up relationships, making me feel really bad about myself, tearing my whole world down. I realize that pills are not a specific part of the armor of God, but it is a part of my helmet, it helps to protect my mind from doubting God's promises. It is frustrating to know that I still depend on these little yellow pills so much, I was hoping that at some point I would no longer need them, but it is what it is and if they make me a better person, I'll go with it!
Whoa... talk about open and honest You sure are getting a good glimpse into my real life, I'm sure putting myself out there, but I have confidence that we all have our issues and you all understand at least a little!
And, because a post isn't complete without an adorable picture... here ya go!
October 15, 2010
Tough Love
Some of you may have seen me at church this morning before MOPS. Most of you did not. Some of you may have noticed that one of my dear children was still in pajamas. Many of you may not have noticed. No, it wasn't the baby, although her runny nose and cough are what prevented us from staying for MOPS (your welcome, I didn't put her in nursery)! It was Elliot. He's 4. He hid in dark corners so that people hopefully wouldn't see him in his footie jammies.
Let me start from the beginning. Getting him dressed in anything but basketball shorts and t-shirts is a big issue for us. Before school started I made him a deal that he had to put on whatever clothes I picked out for school, church and if we went away somewhere "important". The rest of the time, as long as he was inside, I don't care what he wears. This went well for about a week. The last few weeks have been difficult though. He doesn't want to wear "those" jeans. He doesn't like "that" shirt. I'm sick of fighting about it. Every morning is a battle that I just don't have the energy to fight.
So, this morning I got out jeans and a shirt (one that buttoned, so we know it wasn't basketball worthy). I laid them on the floor and told him to get dressed. I told him if he didn't get dressed he was going to wear his pajamas to church. I've threatened this multiple times, most of the time it works. Sometimes it doesn't. Today, it didn't. So, 10 minutes later, as were getting closer and closer to the time we need to leave he is still in his pajamas, playing in his room. I walked in. Picked him up. Carried him out of the room. Closed the door. And wouldnt' let him go back in. I think he finally realized that I meant it. He brushed his teeth (I think he was scared not to), and then I announced it was time to leave. He "WAS NOT" going to go with me. "OK, stay here BY YOURSELF then". And off I walked, closed the door and started the van. That scared him even more. (I don't condone parenting with scare tactics all the time, but sometimes that is what works.). He ran outside. I opened his door and told him to get in. He said no. I backed up the van like I was going to leave. He stood screaming in the driveway (sorry neighbors). I gave him "one more chance" (I had to give him lot's more chances on this one, because I'm sure that I could get in a bit of trouble for leaving my four year old home alone). He decided to climb in at this point.
We got to church. He said he wasn't getting out. I told him he was. He was SO embarresed. I got Lila out and then carried him out. He was not going to come into church though, so I had to carry him in (again, probably could get into trouble leaving the screaming four year old in the parking lot alone). He walked around church finding every dark corner that he could.
I'm sure many who saw him wondered what in the heck my child was doing. What kind of mother would let her kid go to church in his pajamas. Well, trust me. It was HARD for me to do. I like my kids to look presentable (most of the time) adn this wasn't the look I was going for. But let me make you a promise. HE WILL NEVER NOT GET DRESSED AGAIN. It was well worth it not to have to do that battle again!
So, that was my tough love parenting adventure for the day!
Let me start from the beginning. Getting him dressed in anything but basketball shorts and t-shirts is a big issue for us. Before school started I made him a deal that he had to put on whatever clothes I picked out for school, church and if we went away somewhere "important". The rest of the time, as long as he was inside, I don't care what he wears. This went well for about a week. The last few weeks have been difficult though. He doesn't want to wear "those" jeans. He doesn't like "that" shirt. I'm sick of fighting about it. Every morning is a battle that I just don't have the energy to fight.
So, this morning I got out jeans and a shirt (one that buttoned, so we know it wasn't basketball worthy). I laid them on the floor and told him to get dressed. I told him if he didn't get dressed he was going to wear his pajamas to church. I've threatened this multiple times, most of the time it works. Sometimes it doesn't. Today, it didn't. So, 10 minutes later, as were getting closer and closer to the time we need to leave he is still in his pajamas, playing in his room. I walked in. Picked him up. Carried him out of the room. Closed the door. And wouldnt' let him go back in. I think he finally realized that I meant it. He brushed his teeth (I think he was scared not to), and then I announced it was time to leave. He "WAS NOT" going to go with me. "OK, stay here BY YOURSELF then". And off I walked, closed the door and started the van. That scared him even more. (I don't condone parenting with scare tactics all the time, but sometimes that is what works.). He ran outside. I opened his door and told him to get in. He said no. I backed up the van like I was going to leave. He stood screaming in the driveway (sorry neighbors). I gave him "one more chance" (I had to give him lot's more chances on this one, because I'm sure that I could get in a bit of trouble for leaving my four year old home alone). He decided to climb in at this point.
We got to church. He said he wasn't getting out. I told him he was. He was SO embarresed. I got Lila out and then carried him out. He was not going to come into church though, so I had to carry him in (again, probably could get into trouble leaving the screaming four year old in the parking lot alone). He walked around church finding every dark corner that he could.
I'm sure many who saw him wondered what in the heck my child was doing. What kind of mother would let her kid go to church in his pajamas. Well, trust me. It was HARD for me to do. I like my kids to look presentable (most of the time) adn this wasn't the look I was going for. But let me make you a promise. HE WILL NEVER NOT GET DRESSED AGAIN. It was well worth it not to have to do that battle again!
So, that was my tough love parenting adventure for the day!
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