Good Evening Everyone,
I just noticed that it has been over two weeks since my last post. You've all been so kind and thoughtful with your emails and comments about my health. I don't want to get into the long and boring details so I will just tell you that I was having lots of abdominal pain. It started a month ago and just never quit. So after having a series of tests which all came out good by the way, it was determined that I have I.B.S. ( embarrassingly, Irritable Bowl Syndrome ) caused by excessive stress.
After a few medication changes, I am finally starting to feel myself again. Thursday was the first and only day so far that I have not had any stomach pain at all. At first I thought the doctors were crazy until I really started to pay attention to when the pain would occur. Sure enough I discovered that any little bit of stress or aggravation would set off the stomach pain!
So for the past few weeks I have been taking things easy, focusing on avoiding stress at all costs and just trying to get back to feeling like myself again. I have also been practicing some breathing exercises that my friend Gail from "Know Your It's" suggested. They have been a big help, especially when Katie is driving! Thank you Gail!
The past few days I have noticed my energy returning.
I have been crocheting and sewing. I haven't worked much until today. I started a new project. The Dining Room. It is almost ready to paint. I want to get it done before Thanksgiving. This job isn't nearly as involved as the Living Room was so I'm actually enjoying it.
I taught Katie how to pull the base trim off the walls and take the nails out. She did a great job and has been quite helpful. The room should be ready to paint within a few days. I'm excited about the change!
This morning as I was listening to music and working in the dining room, I started to hear sirens and soon the fire trucks were pulling down my street. It was pretty early, about 8:30. As I walked out on the porch I noticed that they were stopping about a half a block down.
I put my jacket on and started down the street. It was an old house. Not unlike most of the homes on our street. I'd say about 70 years old.
Flames were shooting through the roof as the neighbors had just started drifting out of there similarly older homes. I stopped to ask one of the police officers if everyone was out of the house. He said that he thought so. It was ultimately a lost cause. All that was left was an empty shell. One of my neighbors asked me if I knew if the little children were safely out of the home. I told her that the officer said that he thought so as tears welled in my eyes.
As I walked back home I couldn't help but wonder, is our own home safe? It is nearly 70 years old too. I suppose that I could live anywhere if need be but losing all of one's memories, how terribly sad.
While I was home recovering from my procedures, my husband suggested that we take a ride to another small town about 30 miles from our own. I still had quite a bit of stomach pain but thought, what the heck! It seems sort of strange that we went on a sixty mile round trip to Wal-Mart, but we did. You see our Wal-mart no longer carries fabrics and very little crochet thread. My husband knew that I needed more black thread as our oldest daughter wanted a pair of the fingerless gloves that I had made for Katie and Natasha.
They had the black thread of which I bought two. They also had the most beautiful crimson color thread that my husband insisted I purchase as well. I know that he was trying to cheer me up. He drives seventy hours a week. He doesn't want to go anywhere when he's home. That my friends is true love.
He stayed home with me the whole week after the tests. He cooked cream soups for me. He did everything for me. He took his last week of this years vacation for me. The one that he was saving for Christmas week. I am very blessed to have him. I was in good hands.
Since he took that week off, he was able to be home to see Katie dressed up for the Homecoming Dance. She and Natasha looked so beautiful. They had a very good time.
Katie looked very happy. And I was so glad that her dad was home to pick them up that night!
We have been experiencing the most spectacular Fall this year. We had so many outdoor plans to enjoy it but they sort of got pushed off this year because of the tests. The next time my husband will be home, all of the leaves will probably be on the ground. But you know what they say about "Best Laid Plans"?
Well God willing there will be next fall to look forward too. And you, all of my wonderful caring friends, will be there too. Your thoughtfulness warms my heart and I promise to try and visit more often this week. I am so grateful for all of you. It is amazing to me what a truly small world this is that has brought us all together.
I feel blessed. Thank you one and all.
Love Di ♥