Showing posts from April, 2007

Still Here

Just a quick note to let you know all know I'm still here in Saskatoon. I'm getting in lots of visits with Dad before I head back to Yorkton again. Dad is feeling better, but he will be in the hospital till at least May 4th when his antibiotics finally finish. Today I'm dragging stupid Roscoe into the city for a walk along the river with Dad. Ben and Mom and I are all going so it should be good times, except for the dog part. Oh well, the things we do for love.

Since I am staying with Glen's mom right now, I don't have regular access to the internet so things may be quiet on here for the next little while. Thanks for all of your prayers. I'll leave you with the lyrics for the song Melanie left in the comments section...

Miracle Maker

I’m waiting here for my life to change,
When the waters stir you can rearrange me.
Just one touch is all I need,
I’ve nothing much but the wounds I feel,
I’m looking for the hand of the miracle man.

Holy, you are holy,
Who was and is and i…

Please Please Please Pray

... Not to sound overly dramatic, but my dad is sick with a fever and fluid in his lungs. We're leaving for Saskatoon as soon as I get my act together. Please pray for safety on the road for us and pray really hard for my dad. Thanks blogging friends...

UPDATE: Dad is feeling better today. He was septic, which was scary, but the doctors have it under control now. All even slightly germy people who have been around flues especially are dangerous for him, and since there are a lot of flues going around it's a little scary for us to think about... Actually, anything that has anything to do with sepsis is scary for us to think about. Dad's immune system just can't fight off infections of ANY kind, and today the doctor told me that if he gets the wrong kind of infection it could move so quickly through his body that the antibiotics wouldn't be able to stop it in time and he could die. So please pray for health for those of us around Dad, and for Dad's safety. Please …

Let's lighten things up a bit.

I got this off of Sheryl's blog:

Leave one memory that you and I had together in the comments section. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember! Then, if you want, put this on your blog and I'll try and leave one for all of the fabulous people who leave me one. (If you don't have a blog, I'll leave one for you in the comments section.)

So let's see if we can't cheer ourselves up a little, okay?

At a Loss for Words

We're back in Yorkton. We decided that the boys needed a little bit of normalcy, so we're home for the week and then back to Saskatoon for the weekend. Obviously, this back and forth stuff can't go on. We have some thinking to do about whether Glen should quit his job and try to find one closer to home, so any prayers you could send our way to help us with our decision would be appreciated. Honestly, the thought of selling our house makes me want to throw up a little. I love this house. I know some of you will think I'm nuts, but I do love it with all of its faults. Sigh. And I don't know how we could EVER afford anything near Saskatoon. And I don't want to rent again. And I hate moving. And... I don't know how I could bear to be this far away from Mom and Dad while things are the way they are.

I want to write a post updating you on Dad but my heart isn't in it. Mom wants me to make a blog just for updates and stuff, which I think is a good idea and I wi…

Hope Dawns Like The Morning

When Dad first got diagnosed God gave these verses to two of us...
Proverbs 31 My son, do not forget my teaching,
but keep my commands in your heart, 2 for they will prolong your life many years
and bring you prosperity. 3 Let love and faithfulness never leave you;
bind them around your neck,
write them on the tablet of your heart. 4 Then you will win favor and a good name
in the sight of God and man. 5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding; 6 in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight. 7 Do not be wise in your own eyes;
fear the LORD and shun evil. 8 This will bring health to your body
and nourishment to your bones.

And confirmed them with these verses, especially the last one...
Psalm 491 Hear this, all you peoples;
listen, all who live in this world, 2 both low and high,
rich and poor alike: 3 My mouth will speak words of wisdom;
the utterance from my heart will give understanding. 4 I will turn my ear to a prov…

Today was a long day.

Today Dad had an appointment at the cancer clinic. Today we took him out to the car and he tried to get in, and his pain was so unbearable we had to take him out again. Today for the half hour it took to get him in a vehicle, Mom and Uncle Peter and I watched him suffer and couldn't help him. Today I cried some tears of relief when we finally got him "comfortable" enough to ride to the city lying on a bed in the back of our van. Today I felt a weight lift when paramedics took over and put him on a stretcher and wheeled my strong dad into the emergency ward. Today my poor dad finally got some help and some medicine to help his pain. Today we had to leave him at the hospital again. Today I felt helpless and lost.

But... I also felt the weight of our pain shared by others, and right now I have the comfort of knowing we aren't alone in this. Just like in the westerns Dad loves to watch and read, the wagons are circling, and our family is surrounded by people who are stron…

Some Information

It occurs to all of us over here that I should give you guys all the details straight from the top. Or, at least the middle, since we believe God is over and around us.

It has been confirmed that Dad does have multiple myeloma. They have started chemical therapy, which involved high doses of intravenous prednisone and should help get the myeloma cells under control and eventually help with his bone pain. It will also make him more vulnerable to infections and has some side effects that won't be fun. The myeloma makes his bones leach calcium, so that needed to be flushed from his system because all that calcium is bad for his kidneys and bones. He also had some kind of treatment to strengthen his bones, because they are very soft. He had scads of tests done so the doctors could get a clear picture of how his disease is progressing and what treatments will be most effective.

For now, the doctors will continue to monitor his blood to keep an eye on his kidney function and to make sure…

Together Again

Just this one more time I have tons of words and nothing to say. We're home. Dad's home. Two weeks ago we were here and Dad was still walking around. He was sore, but walking around. Now we're here and poor Dad can't walk without help and he's more than sore. He's a tough guy though. I can't believe he was going without ANY pain killers and he had a compression fracture and broken ribs. If that had been me I would have been curled into the fetal position whimpering, not going out for walks with my grandchildren.

Anyways, just being together makes all of us feel better. The boys make everything, even a walker, a little funner... So that's where we are.

After God's Own Heart

It occurs to me that some of you out there are strangers. It occurs to me that you don't know how close my dad and I are. It occurs to me that you don't, and maybe can't, understand what this VERY RECENT news is doing to my world.

It also occurs to me that some of you have ideas of what I should and should not be writing on MY blog. I think you need to know that I have never wanted my blog to portray a Becky who doesn't exist, and a Becky who wasn't completely devastated by this news wouldn't be me. My blog is for me first. It is a place for me to put my thoughts down, to make sense of my world, to share my heart with the people who love me, and to open my life to people who don't. Unlike some of you, I am not an anonymous somebody. I am a real person, and what you see here are glimpses straight into my heart. This is not, nor will it ever be, a place where I can be a shining example of perfection. Because I'm not perfect, nor will I ever be.

I've be…

I'm Trying

You know when you have so many words to say that whatever you say really doesn't say it? That's how I feel right now. We don't have a concrete diagnosis, or a prognosis, or any of that stuff yet, but it is looking very much like all of Dad's problems are coming from something called multiple myeloma.

If you know anything about me, you know that I am not dealing well with this news. I would never say that one of my strengths is being able to trust God in these types of situations. I hate feeling powerless, and I really struggle to place someone I love so deeply completely in God's care. I don't know what I think I can do, but somehow I have it in my head that Dad is just too precious to me to "Let go, and let God." I'm still holding on with all my might. Yes, I know that it should be the opposite. I know, in my head, that because Dad is so important to me, I should be happy to be able to give God the situation and trust that He will take care of thi…