Category Archives: Love

Death to Dustbunnies

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As usual, let me back up and explain a bit. Barry and I designed and helped build our home 6 years ago. The house is great, but since the changes in our health, upstairs has turned into a huge attic and home to our dust bunny collection. It has been over 2 years since the upstairs has been used on a daily basis. We moved the office downstairs, but my sewing machine and other crafty things, I can no longer use, are sitting collecting dust bunnies.

My mom decided today, that she could no longer let them inhabit the upstairs, so first thing this morning, she was armed herself with endust, vacuum and gloves and headed upstairs. I  haven’t heard such a racket in years. Sounded like a war was actually taking place upstairs. Mom survived. I just hope she doesn’t think she doesn’t think she moving anything up there……She has as much business going up and down stairs as Barry and I do…….

Laughter over Tears, which do you choose? Your decision………..

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I realize that several of you may not find some of our posts amusing. I apologize, sincerely, if anyone has been offended. What I post on here is a way for Barry and I to relieve stress. With the nightmare we have been through since 2009, if we can’t laugh about it we’d cry. We refuse to turn into a couple of crybabies. We refuse to let this get us down, so we have fun with it! Life is what you make it!!!!! 

Try to find the lighter side of a situation. God obviously isn’t finished with us, so we decided to make it interesting. No negative Nellie’s around this house, although we do have to work over-time to keep my mom in the right frame of mind. She can swing back and forth faster than we can keep up with at times. Ya know, that is a story in it’s own right, for another day.

Nap time….have a qreat afternoon everyone!

Mom ironed her table cloth!!

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Let me clarify that, mom ironed her vinyl tablecloth without disaster. When I found out, I have to admit I was a little worried. She had also cleaned off her table, no big deal other than she moved in, back in July. She now has somewhere to sit to eat.

She was so happy. I told her I was proud and I took a picture. I wanna see how long it stays clean. She has been in a little low in the energy department lately. Shes had me a little worried. I talked with her about it yesterday, now today she was up early on her own.

She went to exercise class and is planning to go on a Sunday School trip in the morning. She has either found a second wind, started taking her medication correctly or she has finally caught up with herself.  I’m not sure…

Exercise with the ‘Rowdy Roosters’

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I slept late, this morning and just started the day off slow! So, I had to reschedule an 11am appointment till 2pm.

I got mom to her exercise class late. She refuses to go unless I take her. Then I managed to go upstairs and do 2 miles on the recumbent bike. Apparently while the wives are in exercise class downstairs, all the senior husbands use the gym upstairs to exercise a bit themselves and watch the class through the windows. They are so cute, making comments about how the class is going. They also talk A LOT. Everyone has heard the saying about a room full of women being like a group of “clucking hens”! Well, I hate to tell you guys, but it can apply to you also. When it applies to men, do we use the term “Rowdy Roosters”?

It was so noisy in the gym I had to leave. Since the surgery, my head doesn’t handle a lot of chatter. I’ll have to hit the gym when the senior exercise is not in session. A peaceful workout for me, is essential. I’ll have to take my headphones next time, just in case…..

I did finally make my appointment. It feels great to have a slow start to the day workout

Are you looking for me? Another ” New Barry” moment:

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He is telling me what to type, I’m not picking on him. Several of his “New Barry” moments are too private to share, but hilarious.

While leaving Kroger, he noticed a lady in an SUV with the window half open. As he walked to the car, he realized she was taking pictures. He got in his car, rolled the window down and rode past her. He shouted to her “Hello, I hope you aren’t looking for me because I was never here.” As she was laughing, he drove away.

The stroke loosened my sweety up and took his filter away.

Weighting on my foot………..

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Barry and I were leaving for the Brain Tumor Support Group at Emory this morning, when I decided to tell him I was wearing a weight on my left foot. He quickly responded, “Where did you leave it?” He thought I had said ” We need to wait on my foot!” Is this selective hearing or are his ears going bad? He thought we actually needed  to wait on my foot? Is he nuts or being silly? Silly, of course. This is just a good example of the “new Barry”.

Black Clouds…..

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Have you ever felt like a black cloud is following you around? I think I picked up a small one from this crazy storm that is currently whipping the east coast. We have been lucky to get only cloudy, cold and windy weather.

Back to my latest friend, black cloud. Over the weekend, a health issue got so bad I ended up at the doctor Monday morning, which is leading to more meds and more tests.

While at an an appointment this morning, the doctor did not like my vital signs  (pulse was 39) and insisted hubby-poo contact our cardiologist. They proceeded to tell him to get me to an ER now. Off we go……..Eight hours later and another medication increase, I got my sweet hubby out of a frightening place for him and home safely. He was so strong for me this past week, I try my best to return the favor.

The hospital took so long this afternoon I could tell he was wearing out and getting nervous. My job was to get him out of his first stop after the stroke ASAP!

I have such a wonderful husband, since the stroke we have had our ups and downs, but we always come out smiling. He is struggling with learning to accept the “new him”. He gets a little stronger every week. I’m so proud of his progress.

Time

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******This is a re-blog. I felt it was appropriate to post it again, cuz that old dislike is the word ‘Time’ is coming out again. I have something go wrong and I feel like crap-ola. All the doctor’s office can say is give it time, they will come in. I truly do not like being in this position. One thing has changed since I wrote this, I have been reminded that I am not supposed to worry about things. I need to put it in God’s hands, he is in control. So much has gone on since 2009, I had kinda forgotten that huge fact. I am actually beginning to feel more at ease about my illness. I do not like getting worse, but I have to remember, I’m just getting closer to him. Honestly, being able to give a little of this worry up is wonderful! I’m loving the peace!*****************************************

I learned to hate that word several years ago. When you are healing after anything to do with the brain, everyone’s favorite thing to say is ” Time, just give it time.”. I do not know about anyone else, but both Barry and I can be a tad impatient. Time is a word impatient people can’t stand.

I have to admit that I enjoyed paying Barry back with a few time comments. You have to undestand my husband’s quirky sense of humor. I know he thouroughly enjoyed telling me “Give it time.”. He smiled and giggled a little too much after saying it. I turned it around and now use it on him just a little. I tried to hide my snickering.

Ok, well down to the news I need to share. My visit to neuro-oncologist was quite informative. He gave us more information than we have ever received from other doctors. He confirmed that I do have Cowden’s Syndrome. With my medical history, he doesn’t feel the blood test is neceessary. He is scheduling an MRI of the brain and a full body PET Scan. He says he hopes they are both negative, but to be prepared for the possibility. Said it could be as simple as the thyroid cancer not being totally removed or something else manifesting in the neurological symptoms that have been poppng up. Here we go again with that word, TIME! Barry and I are praying and giving it to God. If it’s meant to be……….