I got home about midnight last night. The last week in Tulsa was extremely difficult to get through. I got to the point that I could not even go near the caffeteria as the smell made me so sick. I had Gary take me out to eat every day, just so I could eat something. The final TOMO treatments to the brain were also very taxing...and the only way I made it through them was to pray and count my blessings the entire time. Will I go back in three months? Not sure if I can.
We were fortunate to be able to have a three day layover in SLC, so I got to see April, Chay and Mckenzie. We stayed in a hotel close to the home they bought. They cannot live there yet, and are staying with Chay's sister. They are refinishing the old hardwood floors, and living out of boxes...so it was best to help where we could and visit when they had time. Gary helped Chay with staining the floors. Hopefully, by the end of this week they will be able to move in.
While I was gone, the Relief Society came in and deep cleaned my entire house. It looked so beautiful when I got home last night, I just cried!!! It was so wonderful of them to get to the high areas of my home that have been neglected for the past several years, and to have everything shine!!!
I start my second round of Chemo this Thursday here. I am a little worried about my heart, as in the past couple of days I have had edema really bad. I see my ONC here tomorrow, and I guess she will see how I am fairing and if I can do the rest of the Chemo regiment. I am not looking forward to it, that is for sure.
On the bright side...it was a beautiful day today...I went out to my garden and sat for awhile and just took in the sunshine. My children all came to see me tonight...it was nice to be with them all again. It is really good to be home. Really good!
Monday, April 23, 2007
Home at Last!
Posted by EDK at 10:53 PM
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EDK,
Glad to hear taht you are home again. Also glad to hear that the Relief Society cleaned your house!
I will be on call for that task in the future.. please call me or email me when your home needs a good scrubbin'.
Relax, rebuild your strength and enjoy being home.
God bless!
Dorene
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Our car ride home from your house Monday night was so pleasant and peacful. ALl of us were just so thankful you are home. Our children were so happy from seeing you that they just magically got along. That and maybe they were a little tired from the night before. Either way it is sooooo good to have you home.
Love you!
Thank you mom for choosing to have a layover in SLC. I know it was a choice to see me despite being so incredibly weak and sick. Chay and I can't believe how generous you and Dad were this weekend. We are in obvious times of need- living in complete chaos with little help- and here comes along you, my mother in the middle of chemo treatment wanting to know how to help. It was quite humbling.
This morning I was singing the oldie but goodie song by Janice Kapp Perry, "Image in your Countenance" and when I sang the chorus. "Have you received His image in your countenance? Does the light of Christ shine in your eyes? Will He know you when He comes again because you will be like Him"... I started to cry- I instantly thought of you because Mom I do see Christ in you- throw aside the wear and tear of Cancer on your body- you shine and glow with faith and purity. Thank you Mom for everything- welcome home- wish I could be there with you.
I missed you in church Sunday, but I know you've started your chemo again and not kicking up your heels right now. Bern and I spoke along with Breanne, We were late getting there, the opening hymn was being sung, and you should have seen the look of relief on Breanne's face when we sat down! I'd had what I thought was a pretty good talk prepared-- with the help of the Spirit, of course--using a conference address by Elder Oaks-- on being grateful for the hard things. But when I got up Sunday morning, I couldn't stop thinking about a talk by Elder Eyring about being grateful for what we have instead of complaining about the things we don't yet have. Then I kept overthinking myself, second guessing the promptings...I just wasn't sure what to do... until I heard Breanne mention in her talk about the still, small voice of the Holy Ghost. (picture 2by4 whacking me in the head) Oh! Right! Fortunately I'd brought along Elder Eying's talk and used parts of that, and used examples from my own life that were "given me in my time of need". Very humble, and very thankful for the Holy Ghost! It was a great learning experience but murder on the nerves!
I had to work Monday, so I missed our session at Perri's. I REALLY missed being there. I love that time to sit quietly and remember and write. It is amazing what the (again) Holy Ghost brings back to our remembrance when we do this work.
Love you, still praying for your strength, courage, and healing.
Phyllis
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