My momma always told me that when you are bored, time just crawls. If you think about it, she is right! When you are waiting without a magazine, book, etc. in the doctor's office it feels as if you wait for an eternity! When...well, my mental camera is off - I'll explain why. Usually I can come up with a million examples, these past 3 days it has been out of film. Bear with me. Shall we simply start with all that has happened?
Our Kyle and Abby are home! Christmas break seems like it happened an eternity ago! They acclimated to life in LA again pretty quick. Kyle had a gun-ho week! Saturday evening everyone was together again, Monday school started again, Thursday Kyle had his final (we pray!) ear procedure! We had our same wonderful doctor and incredibly sweet staff taking care of us.
We went with the plan of making it as relaxed and fun as possible. Thankfully, Stephen drove that morning. It was pouring literal buckets of rain! Schools were delayed because of roads being flooded out. We made it safely to just south of Jackson when we had our first taste of just how crazy the weather was. We were nearing an overpass and spotted a police car parked with lights on in our lane. No flares - nothings. No sirens to help draw attention. We had to quickly hit the brakes, change lanes/merge with traffic. Being the wonderful God He is, He protected us and kept us from hitting anything. That isn't to say we didnt' start hydroplane and almost connect with that police car. Stephen was already down to about 30mph and kept the truck under control! When we arrived at the hospital, Kyle was much more relaxed throughout the entire time. Abby has decided that going to the hospital is nothing to be jealous of. All you do is sit, play on your tablet, watch a TV until Mommy & Daddy realize what is on TV (30 seconds after we got in there) and tell you it's not a good show for you. Despite the odds being against her, Abby did absolutely wonderful! She never got grumpy and loud - just quietly bored. When Kyle came out of his procedure I went to visit with him. He was a pale green. My heart broke to see him drugged. The doctor said everything went beautifully and doesn't think Kyle will have to be restricted with his activities as long as last time. Last time Kyle was restricted for 6 weeks! We moved Kyle down to his 2nd recovery (we being the nurse with the family following.) He did get sick eventually, but that is normal for someone who has had a double ear procedure. Poor Abby didn't know what to do with Kyle. Her tender little heart wanted nothing more than to help, but she was scared and didn't really know what to do. We had a movie playing, but as we all know - new scary things right in front of you are hard to block out. We were able to load the kids and head home around 5pm. God kept us safe coming and going.
These are pre-op!
The rest of the weekend was pretty chill. The kids helped me clean the house up. Stephen spent some time in the woods. Monday Stephen left for work. It is amazing how much the dynamics change. Abby had tryouts at basketball! She did really well and I had several coaches coming up to me to ask if she had played before and compliment her spunky personality! That all made Abby's day. We were....strongly encouraging her despite her desires otherwise to try basketball. She was in tears with nerves in the morning and quietly shy before we left. Once we arrived, Abby spotted a friend and immediately just started playing. That was it. Abby was sold! She hasn't stopped begging to go practice instead of eating dinner, doing homework, completing chores, etc! This past week was one of those where, if your tail wasn't solidly in the saddle - you were going to get bucked off! Thankfully, I have been attempting to get into God's Word more on my own. So I had my grip on the saddle, God had the reins, we all survived the speed and craziness!
Wednesday I went to the Baton Rouge for an eye checkup. I just love checkups that have good news. News like, "Ma'am your prescription is.5 too strong." YYAAAYYYy!!!! Let me tell you! That is exciting news! Last year, we discovered my prescription had improved. Since then it has improved even more!!!! At this rate, I am praying God will just heal up my eyes the rest of the way! AND my optic nerves have been nasally inclined and I'm guessing slightly discolored from the comment this doctor made after reviewing my file and checking them. My optic nerves are now at the correct placement again (yay!) and so slightly discolored that he said he had to almost convince himself they were off - if they even were!
Thursday we discovered snow had fallen on the MS side of life. Abby was dropped at a friend's house because Kyle & I had to go to Jackson to get the packing taken out of his ears. It was 6:30am when we left. We gassed up the truck and left. Just outside of Natchez a few miles, we crossed a slippery bridge. I immediately took off cruise control and slowed down. Both hands on the wheel. Kyle reminded to let me focus with slippery roads. All morning long I was striving to count my blessings and gifts God has blessed me with. I noticed a car off the side of the road in some trees, 2 other vehicles on the shoulder, and several people standing on the shoulder of the road. The truck slipped. I gently moved my hands to the left just a tad so that once we got off the ice the truck would ease back onto our lane. The ice didn't stop. The truck tires got onto the dirt and I slammed the brakes. There was water immediately to my right- and it was deep. 20 yards up or so there were trees between the road and water. God slowed us and kept His angels around us. We slid down the hill and straight into the car already empty at the bottom of the hill. I sat back as soon as I knew we were going to have impact with the car/trees. I didn't want to get an injury due to the airbags. They never went off. I whipped my head around to check Kyle. Poor Kyle had his hands over his ears, pale as a ghost, tears streaming down his face, "Momma Liz that was the WORST dream ever!!!!!" I smiled, "Oh baby, that wasn't a dream." I checked him and he didn't have a bump of bruise on him. The Good Samaratins at the top of the hill came to help us out of our vehicle and into their warm van. We called the police. I spoke with the woman who's car had cushioned our stop. She was fine, no cuts, her car totaled before we got to her. Remember my friend? The wonderful woman who is forever helping me get out of scrapes? She was kind enough to take Abby on to school (accident happened at 6:45am) and keep her in the dark so Abby wouldn't worry. My poor husband was out on the boat. We made multiple phone calls back and forth as we decided upon the best plan of action. EMTs checked all of us and deemed us healthy. They were immediately called away due to an accident on the first slippery bridge with greater injuries. Kyle? He thought all of his was the coolest thing since pepperoni was invented! He got to sit in a warm van and play with my iPod touch. After which he was moved to an ambulance. Finally he got to stay cozy warm in the back of a police car. The towing company arrived and we got to ride in his truck to the storage lot. Our friend picked us up, took us to our other car, and we went home. Kyle got an excused day off from school and I made a million phone calls setting up an insurance claim, finding a body shop (also thanks to my friend for that!) setting up a rental, rescheduling Kyle's appointment, etc. It was crazy busy! Our wonderful MC sent Stephen home from work so he could help me. We are all healthy and fine! Abby came home to find a rental car instead of good ole Betsy in our driveway. I showed her how Betsy had been hurt, but we were ok. She got a very scared look on her face, so I allowed Kyle to brag about sitting in an ambulance, police car, and riding in a tow truck. Abby's response? "That's not fair! I want to get in a car wreck so I can do all of those things!" =)
In the ambulance.
Pretending he's putting his hands in the air inside the police car.
Betsy trying to give love to the little silver car.
Friday morning dawned bright and early! Kyle had zero soreness and was excited to go to school and brag about his adventure! I was sore but only because my right side hit the console when we finally came to a stop. The most irritating thing is the swelling. My abdomen is so swollen I look fat. It's yuck! The doctor says unless I am feeling some pretty specific things, which I am not, I am fine. That morning I went to apply for another job. Please pray - I would love to be involved in the community, make a few dollars, and just be productive! Cleaning the house, doing laundry, scooping puppy droppings, and running errands are not "productive." You can't say, "Look at what I did!" and have a week or so before it needs to be done again. It's a daily, numbing activity list. This past year off from work has been a God-sent, please understand. However, I am ready to be a productive part of society!
Poor Stephen had to deal with an emotional moment yesterday that blind sided both of us! I was getting dressed to go turn in applications. I couldn't squeeze into any of my dress pants! NOT A SINGLE PAIR! My work blouses? Forget it! Not even those! I put on an outfit, FaceTimed my mother, and Stephen tried to help me. Unfortunately, it was an "Oh my word! I'm fat! Not like fat as in fat, but as in I'm so swollen nothing is fitting! What do I do? My belly sticks out further than anything else! I'm not pregnant! This isn't supposed to be happening to me! What do I do?!" (insert tears!) I could hear myself spazzing, tried to stop me, and wound up just crying. Lol. That was probably the most scary thing ever! I'd rather wreck in the truck again! (No, not really, but - that was less scary to me.) My mother is amazing, calmed me, laughed, and said to just apologize, explain, and move on with life. Somehow, having my mom say that was absolutely perfect. Bless his heart, Stephen just stood there, told me I was beautiful and hugged me. He's wonderful!
We also got in a fight.
It's fuzzy cuz it's with a phone.
I had flour in my hair, in my shirt, EVERYWHERE!
The rest of the day I would clean, rest. Rest, clean. Stephen in true form, vacuumed the floors for me (moved furniture out of the way and everything!) helped make dinner, and more importantly than that, he played. I am not the typical wife I guess. I would rather be teasing and playing than anything most of the time. We had a flour fight that resulted in the entire kitchen getting dusted!
Today? Today my gracious, kind-hearted, fabulous, loving & supportive husband is taking it all on. The whole day.
I am sitting in a coffee shop, as I have been for the past 1 1/2 hrs. Granted, my snobby self is only drinking their tea, but I did have a cup of my fabulous coffee earlier. Stephen is cleaning up the yard with the kids and possibly taking them to the circus.
Where did this past week go?!
I hope you all are doing well! Hopefully you are having a very relaxing and restful weekend! Kyle and I head to Jackson for his ear appointment on Tuesday. We are hoping to get the packing removed and get him released from his low activity level.
We love you and are praying for you!
God's people are seriously needing to support each other. A friend of mine is needing to know more of God's provision. Please understand, they are already Christians, however - they are climbing a very tough mountain right now. Please go read her blog and support them with prayers!
http://andyandcari.blogspot.com/
We went with the plan of making it as relaxed and fun as possible. Thankfully, Stephen drove that morning. It was pouring literal buckets of rain! Schools were delayed because of roads being flooded out. We made it safely to just south of Jackson when we had our first taste of just how crazy the weather was. We were nearing an overpass and spotted a police car parked with lights on in our lane. No flares - nothings. No sirens to help draw attention. We had to quickly hit the brakes, change lanes/merge with traffic. Being the wonderful God He is, He protected us and kept us from hitting anything. That isn't to say we didnt' start hydroplane and almost connect with that police car. Stephen was already down to about 30mph and kept the truck under control! When we arrived at the hospital, Kyle was much more relaxed throughout the entire time. Abby has decided that going to the hospital is nothing to be jealous of. All you do is sit, play on your tablet, watch a TV until Mommy & Daddy realize what is on TV (30 seconds after we got in there) and tell you it's not a good show for you. Despite the odds being against her, Abby did absolutely wonderful! She never got grumpy and loud - just quietly bored. When Kyle came out of his procedure I went to visit with him. He was a pale green. My heart broke to see him drugged. The doctor said everything went beautifully and doesn't think Kyle will have to be restricted with his activities as long as last time. Last time Kyle was restricted for 6 weeks! We moved Kyle down to his 2nd recovery (we being the nurse with the family following.) He did get sick eventually, but that is normal for someone who has had a double ear procedure. Poor Abby didn't know what to do with Kyle. Her tender little heart wanted nothing more than to help, but she was scared and didn't really know what to do. We had a movie playing, but as we all know - new scary things right in front of you are hard to block out. We were able to load the kids and head home around 5pm. God kept us safe coming and going.
These are pre-op!
The rest of the weekend was pretty chill. The kids helped me clean the house up. Stephen spent some time in the woods. Monday Stephen left for work. It is amazing how much the dynamics change. Abby had tryouts at basketball! She did really well and I had several coaches coming up to me to ask if she had played before and compliment her spunky personality! That all made Abby's day. We were....strongly encouraging her despite her desires otherwise to try basketball. She was in tears with nerves in the morning and quietly shy before we left. Once we arrived, Abby spotted a friend and immediately just started playing. That was it. Abby was sold! She hasn't stopped begging to go practice instead of eating dinner, doing homework, completing chores, etc! This past week was one of those where, if your tail wasn't solidly in the saddle - you were going to get bucked off! Thankfully, I have been attempting to get into God's Word more on my own. So I had my grip on the saddle, God had the reins, we all survived the speed and craziness!
Wednesday I went to the Baton Rouge for an eye checkup. I just love checkups that have good news. News like, "Ma'am your prescription is.5 too strong." YYAAAYYYy!!!! Let me tell you! That is exciting news! Last year, we discovered my prescription had improved. Since then it has improved even more!!!! At this rate, I am praying God will just heal up my eyes the rest of the way! AND my optic nerves have been nasally inclined and I'm guessing slightly discolored from the comment this doctor made after reviewing my file and checking them. My optic nerves are now at the correct placement again (yay!) and so slightly discolored that he said he had to almost convince himself they were off - if they even were!
Thursday we discovered snow had fallen on the MS side of life. Abby was dropped at a friend's house because Kyle & I had to go to Jackson to get the packing taken out of his ears. It was 6:30am when we left. We gassed up the truck and left. Just outside of Natchez a few miles, we crossed a slippery bridge. I immediately took off cruise control and slowed down. Both hands on the wheel. Kyle reminded to let me focus with slippery roads. All morning long I was striving to count my blessings and gifts God has blessed me with. I noticed a car off the side of the road in some trees, 2 other vehicles on the shoulder, and several people standing on the shoulder of the road. The truck slipped. I gently moved my hands to the left just a tad so that once we got off the ice the truck would ease back onto our lane. The ice didn't stop. The truck tires got onto the dirt and I slammed the brakes. There was water immediately to my right- and it was deep. 20 yards up or so there were trees between the road and water. God slowed us and kept His angels around us. We slid down the hill and straight into the car already empty at the bottom of the hill. I sat back as soon as I knew we were going to have impact with the car/trees. I didn't want to get an injury due to the airbags. They never went off. I whipped my head around to check Kyle. Poor Kyle had his hands over his ears, pale as a ghost, tears streaming down his face, "Momma Liz that was the WORST dream ever!!!!!" I smiled, "Oh baby, that wasn't a dream." I checked him and he didn't have a bump of bruise on him. The Good Samaratins at the top of the hill came to help us out of our vehicle and into their warm van. We called the police. I spoke with the woman who's car had cushioned our stop. She was fine, no cuts, her car totaled before we got to her. Remember my friend? The wonderful woman who is forever helping me get out of scrapes? She was kind enough to take Abby on to school (accident happened at 6:45am) and keep her in the dark so Abby wouldn't worry. My poor husband was out on the boat. We made multiple phone calls back and forth as we decided upon the best plan of action. EMTs checked all of us and deemed us healthy. They were immediately called away due to an accident on the first slippery bridge with greater injuries. Kyle? He thought all of his was the coolest thing since pepperoni was invented! He got to sit in a warm van and play with my iPod touch. After which he was moved to an ambulance. Finally he got to stay cozy warm in the back of a police car. The towing company arrived and we got to ride in his truck to the storage lot. Our friend picked us up, took us to our other car, and we went home. Kyle got an excused day off from school and I made a million phone calls setting up an insurance claim, finding a body shop (also thanks to my friend for that!) setting up a rental, rescheduling Kyle's appointment, etc. It was crazy busy! Our wonderful MC sent Stephen home from work so he could help me. We are all healthy and fine! Abby came home to find a rental car instead of good ole Betsy in our driveway. I showed her how Betsy had been hurt, but we were ok. She got a very scared look on her face, so I allowed Kyle to brag about sitting in an ambulance, police car, and riding in a tow truck. Abby's response? "That's not fair! I want to get in a car wreck so I can do all of those things!" =)
In the ambulance.
Pretending he's putting his hands in the air inside the police car.
Betsy trying to give love to the little silver car.
Friday morning dawned bright and early! Kyle had zero soreness and was excited to go to school and brag about his adventure! I was sore but only because my right side hit the console when we finally came to a stop. The most irritating thing is the swelling. My abdomen is so swollen I look fat. It's yuck! The doctor says unless I am feeling some pretty specific things, which I am not, I am fine. That morning I went to apply for another job. Please pray - I would love to be involved in the community, make a few dollars, and just be productive! Cleaning the house, doing laundry, scooping puppy droppings, and running errands are not "productive." You can't say, "Look at what I did!" and have a week or so before it needs to be done again. It's a daily, numbing activity list. This past year off from work has been a God-sent, please understand. However, I am ready to be a productive part of society!
Poor Stephen had to deal with an emotional moment yesterday that blind sided both of us! I was getting dressed to go turn in applications. I couldn't squeeze into any of my dress pants! NOT A SINGLE PAIR! My work blouses? Forget it! Not even those! I put on an outfit, FaceTimed my mother, and Stephen tried to help me. Unfortunately, it was an "Oh my word! I'm fat! Not like fat as in fat, but as in I'm so swollen nothing is fitting! What do I do? My belly sticks out further than anything else! I'm not pregnant! This isn't supposed to be happening to me! What do I do?!" (insert tears!) I could hear myself spazzing, tried to stop me, and wound up just crying. Lol. That was probably the most scary thing ever! I'd rather wreck in the truck again! (No, not really, but - that was less scary to me.) My mother is amazing, calmed me, laughed, and said to just apologize, explain, and move on with life. Somehow, having my mom say that was absolutely perfect. Bless his heart, Stephen just stood there, told me I was beautiful and hugged me. He's wonderful!
We also got in a fight.
It's fuzzy cuz it's with a phone.
I had flour in my hair, in my shirt, EVERYWHERE!
As you can tell by that ridiculous smile, he won. =(
The rest of the day I would clean, rest. Rest, clean. Stephen in true form, vacuumed the floors for me (moved furniture out of the way and everything!) helped make dinner, and more importantly than that, he played. I am not the typical wife I guess. I would rather be teasing and playing than anything most of the time. We had a flour fight that resulted in the entire kitchen getting dusted!
Today? Today my gracious, kind-hearted, fabulous, loving & supportive husband is taking it all on. The whole day.
I am sitting in a coffee shop, as I have been for the past 1 1/2 hrs. Granted, my snobby self is only drinking their tea, but I did have a cup of my fabulous coffee earlier. Stephen is cleaning up the yard with the kids and possibly taking them to the circus.
Where did this past week go?!
I hope you all are doing well! Hopefully you are having a very relaxing and restful weekend! Kyle and I head to Jackson for his ear appointment on Tuesday. We are hoping to get the packing removed and get him released from his low activity level.
We love you and are praying for you!
God's people are seriously needing to support each other. A friend of mine is needing to know more of God's provision. Please understand, they are already Christians, however - they are climbing a very tough mountain right now. Please go read her blog and support them with prayers!
http://andyandcari.blogspot.com/
These two have been hard at it. Lots of growling, nipping, and coming to me for loving.
There is so much more to tell!
I'll save it for a later post.
Sweet dreams my friends!
