Word of the Day November 4, 2017

Don’t Forget, time falls back One Hour

ca·vort

(kə-vôrt′)

intr.v. ca·vort·ed, ca·vort·ing, ca·vorts

1. To bound or prance about in a sprightly manner; caper.
2. To have lively or boisterous fun; romp: The children cavorted in the water, splashing and ducking each other.

Word of the Day October 7, 2017

e·phem·er·al

(ĭ-fĕm′ər-əl)

adj.

1. Lasting for a markedly brief time: “There remain some truths too ephemeral to be captured in the cold pages of a court transcript” (Irving R. Kaufman).
2. Having a short lifespan or a short annual period of aboveground growth. Used especially of plants.
n.

Something, especially a plant, that is ephemeral.

[From Greek ephēmeros : ep-, epi-, epi- + hēmerā, day.]

e·phem′er·al′i·ty, e·phem′er·al·ness n.
e·phem′er·al·ly adv.

A Day of many Emotions

Monday August 14, 2017, A Day full of Varied Emotions.

My Wife had her yearly Mammogram. All was clear, come back in one year, yeah!  This was also the Day my Father-in-law, Lee Van Hayes passed away in 2013. Four years ago this day I was rushed into Emergency Open Heart Surgery. The news of my Jill’s Dad passing, I was clueless to reality due trouble coming off the Ventilator. I felt awful being heavily sedated, while my Jill had to deal with his passing without me. I was on the ventilator for 6 weeks. I still felt sad; I was not there for her, when she was there for me, while still having to take Chemo and Radiation. My wife holds no grudge and never would, and I have forgiven myself.

This is the essence of the Marriage Vows; In Sickness and in Health, to never abandon one another regardless of the challenges. We reach down tighten our boot straps and move onward one step at a time, with God lighting our Pathway. – Barry Baynes, writer –

Word of the weekend ( Just a bit late) : fidus Achates

 fidus Achates

Definition:

 faithful Achates : trusty friend

We would never, use word, in the manner suggested by our research, Words are fun, filthy,  entertaining, loving and very descriptive, as we all know they can be mean. I was one of the kids that tripped over her own Jeans. I have a set of lovely knees and jeans to share.

I saved them to see if my scars still match up with. Crazy things we do as kids. Hopefully, learning a few words will make a day/book more interesting………………………….Jill B.

Late, but worth it!

God has been good to us! With our troubles, we are happy, getting healthy, in love, looking forward to our future together and hopefully looking at leaving our maladies behind.

Life goes on. Please forgive us for becoming fairly non-existent since  early 2014. Barry and I have managed to move four times; without killing one another. I am learning that I have a smidge of patience; instead of it being part of my everyday life. I despise three words (Time,  Appointments and Doctors). I hate depending on people to take me places; much less help me do anything that personal (eyebrows, nails, etc…. Is it in the plan for the hair on your face to quadruple when you get above the age of 50?)

I truly understand the Lord has a plan for each of us and we should not question those plans. I will stop sounding like I mean to question the plan; just a little frustrated and sounding off. I am working on sounding off…..I am working hard on giving things to Jesus. I found it hard, to just cut things off and hand it all over to Jesus. day by day, as I study the Bible and life gets easier and I can now state, “if the call comes I am ready to go”. I beleive I have always known this, my mind and body had to sync up. I am no longer worried about my sweetheart. When I look at him, I see peace in his eyes. He deserves it!

by Jill B.

Dreadful Doctors

My title is not fair to all doctor’s. I enjoy the physicians I am currently working with. The dread I am referring to is what they are going to tell me or ask me to do.  Since 2012, the neurologist I see thinks he needs to change the medications I am taking, just to see if something new will help.

What I have discovered and verbalize to them is “NOTHING HELPS”.  I feel like a lab rat at times. Actually had one physician say I should feel honored to be in his presence because is that good! Needless to say, I refuse to ever see him again.

I have enjoyed working with the rehab center and the cancer specialist. They try to cover every aspect of care a patient may need. They offer incredible services at Winship.

After everything, we have been through, it is wonderful to be treated special after certain diagnoses. The sad part is the numbers of people in and out of the doctors offices at Winship.

One of the things that I dread yearly, is my thyroid scan. It is such a long process and it takes all week just to get to the point where the scan can be done. For some reason, My Protein levels are staying elevated and thyroid cancer is playing hide and seek in my throat. The last PET Scan showed there is still something in my neck. Hopefully, this will be the last treatment for a few years. This is only the fifth time since 2009.

Personally, I am ready to run away from home. I put a smile on my face and keep going. I refuse to let this or anyone get me down. I need to take care of myself, Barry, Maggie and mom.  I am faithful the the Good Lord will be by my side through the next week. It has been a bad couple of weeks and it is time to turn things around. Have a joyful week everyone!

Ode to my Lost Hormones

A breast cancer diagnosis, brought questions flooding in,

After the process was explained, one tiny question remained,

scores of specialist could not answer, I was scared silly of what was to come.

 

They called me “Lucky”, to have the tumor caught so early,

The treatments that followed were easy to get through,

Thanks to my cousin, Cindy, for sharing her secrets of survival,

What could have been unbearable, became tolerable,

Thanks for the info cuz, it was much appreciated.

 

Once the lumpectomy was over and the chemo began,

I found myself awestruck of the millions that have gone before me!

all  of the fight, strength, love and passion that has gone before me,

I persevere to continue the fight!

 

Thank you, Ladies for the inspiration to keep going.

I am a survivor, I refused to let this bring me down.

My chemo was coming to an end and I knew radiation was the next step,

 

Little did I know my journey was just beginning.

My sweetheart became seriously ill and needed immediate surgery to survive,

The same night my father went home to be with the Lord. As Barry slept, I told him to be strong,

I knew he was a survivor, Several family members and our Pastor helped me through the hard parts.

 

Life started to calm and a routine began, while Barry was being cared for at the hospital,

I left daily for my radiation treatments and returned just before supper.

Our Jeep had to be on auto-pilot to get me, from the hospital and back daily.

 

Once the oncologist suggested we turn my ovaries off,

first thing I pictured was a little switch that needed to be turned on each ovary, she had other things

in mind, once I knew my options,

 

I took the injection until I could schedule the surgery needed,

I knew the minute I woke from surgery, that my Doctor had been successful.

My first official hot flash was in the recovery room! 

 

The Estrogen and other things produced by my ovaries are now gone, the surgeon had a wee surprise for me,

Soy can mimic Estrogen in the body, soooooooooo…..no over the counter remedies for me!

Now the brown spots, the “hot and cold” flashes and mood swings were just around the corner,

On March 28, 2014, I was thrown face first into MENOPAUSE!