Category: health

Man, I love flipping my calendar to September. The promise of cooler fall days ahead – the change in the morning light streaming through the windows – the first day of school – I really love this time of year.

Apparently that love of September is genetic, because Jonas woke up yesterday morning proclaiming that he couldn’t wait another minute for school to start. And he definitely couldn’t wait until after Labor Day. He didn’t even want to wait for Monday! One of the joys of homeschooling, after all, is setting one’s own schedule. I considered putting him off until Monday (which was my original plan, drafted back in early June before my mom got sick) and then I changed my mind. If he wanted to start Kindergarten on the first Saturday of September, well – why not?! I’m sure the day will come when he’ll beg instead to put off our first day for a few more weeks 😉 and besides – this school year may have a number of unplanned interruptions as we travel back and forth to Georgia to be with my mom during chemo treatments and suck – so we’ll get a little bit “ahead.”

It was a lovely first day – actually a little light on the academics, since ABeka begins the math curriculum with some very simple review work, the phonics lessons are half-as-long as normal, and there’s no reading until Day 6! (Wacky. I think it must be set up that way for classrooms, where you spend the first week wasting using a lot of time explaining classroom procedures and learning to walk in a line and traveling around the school to learn where the nurse’s office and cafeteria are located. At home, there’s really no great reason to put off diving right in, if you ask me.)

Pictures to come!

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Susannah is just… words fail me sometimes when I want to describe this kid. Her newest ‘thing’ is walking around with her eyes shut. WHY? Not a clue. If you figure it out, let me know. She eats her oatmeal – with her eyes closed. She asks for a drink, then stands there with her hand extended for the cup – with her eyes closed. She follows her brother down the hall – with her eyes closed. And with her chin lifted and turned at an angle. It’s kind of sassy, actually. The pose is a little bit highfalutin’ – maybe she thinks she’s too good for us all of a sudden.

She’s about 80% daytime pottytrained, which is AWESOME for a 19-month-old. And yet…. (one day she will hate me for this story, so I might post it and then take it down. We’ll see.) She has been pooping in the potty for months, but recently she’s had a few times when she didn’t go until after she’d been put down for naptime or bedtime. Rather than call out for me, she has instead taken off all

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Hey, guess what!? It’s my sweet husband’s 31st birthday! Lucky me, he didn’t mind missing us for a few days… Lucky him, he gets to celebrate with some of the guys from work tonight AND again with us when we get home! 🙂


Mom and Dad left for Savannah around 10:00 a.m. I baked a meatloaf for tonight’s dinner (at least for the kids, the adults’ status is still unknown!) and started some laundry, got bags put together for me in the waiting room and for Mom in her hospital room post-op, made lunch, nursed Susannah and put her down, played a few minutes of trains with Jonas and put him down for “rest time,” and picked up some of the hurricane of toys.

Ironically, the tidiest the living room has been in three days is NOW, when Mom’s not sitting on the sofa to appreciate it! Hopefully I’ll get it equally as clean (or better!) before she’s released from the hospital in a few days. 😉

Mom’s neighbor Rachel is coming over in a few minutes with her daughter Addison. When they arrive, I’m off to the hospital. I’m a little nervous about the timing — I will need to head back down here right during rush hour to feed my kids dinner and nurse Susannah down for the night (5:30ish bedtime for her) and then it’s 45 minutes back up to the hospital… so if they start Mom’s procedure ‘on time’ at 1:00, that might put me away from the waiting room at the end. Which is exactly what I want to be there for, to be by Dad’s side as we get the debriefing from Dr Burke. {Sigh} Praying, praying, praying. Mom keeps telling us it’s all in God’s hands, and she’s right.

I don’t have a swell smartphone, so no updates from me until either late tonight or first thing tomorrow.

xoxo!

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Sunday morning, we all went to church at Westside Baptist (where my dad pastors). Susannah provided a little object lesson for us by running up onto the stage, pointing at the cross, and calling out, “Jesuh!” She clambered up the choir risers trying to get closer to it. After the opening music, my dad held her in his arms and commented that we all ought to be trying to get closer to Jesus – closer to the cross. It was beyond sweet.

At the close of the service, the whole congregation gathered around our family to pray for Mom, for us, for her doctors… it was such a wonderful experience. To know that we are supported & lifted up in prayer is a help I can hardly put into words.

We had a great ‘family’ afternoon hanging out, fixing lunch, listening to the three little cousins run around and holler and giggle. Mom said that was about as good a medicine as she could imagine.

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This is a whirlwind day. I’ve got lists upon lists – to-do, to-buy, to-clean, to-pack… It’s tiring just thinking about it. Everything is underway, so I’m hoping to be finished and get to bed early tonight. The alarm goes off super-early tomorrow!

I’m planning to leave around 4:00 a.m., and praying that both kids will sleep for a few of those predawn hours and allow me to cover some decent miles in an uninterrupted stretch. Then I figure that even with stops to eat, stretch, play, and change diapers or go to the potty, I may still complete the “12 hour drive” in fourteen or fifteen hours. (I know that sounds long, but if you consider that 4:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m. is a normal work day for Chris, it sounds little better! That, or else you’ll just have newfound sympathy for my hardworking husband.)

This morning I ran around like a crazy woman. Susannah had her 18-month checkup (at which we discovered that she will NEVER get to turn her carseat around, hehehee! She weighs in at a petite 20 lbs, 8 ozs but stretches out an incredible 32″ tall. She’s a little pink stringbean…) and my friend Misty did me a huuuuuuuuuuge favor by babysitting Jonas. So it was up to Ludlow to drop him off – down to Florence for the checkup – swing by bank & CVS in Erlanger for errands – back up to Ludlow to pick Jonas up – and back home for lunch and naps. Whew!

Well, I hear the buzzer on the dryer so I need to get back to all those to-do lists. Please pray for safe travel & that the kids will be good riders tomorrow!

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At the end of quiet time today, Jonas’ backpack was bulging. I nudged it and it seemed to weigh twenty pounds! So, of course, it begged the question: what’s in your backpack?

“I packed my stuff for Grandmama’s house!”

“What did you pack?”

“Everything I need.”

When I opened it up, it contained 1 Bible in a VeggieTales cover, 1 pair of tube socks, 1 pair of blue jeans, 1 green striped shirt, and 1 stuffed Beanie Baby horse. Oh yeah – he’s definitely got all the necessities covered.

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Mom’s consult with the Gynecologic Oncologist apparently went very well. She said Dr Burke was personable and confident – both good things in a surgeon, just ask Chris! – and that he was optimistic about her surgery outcomes. He has patients participating in clinical trials right now, and thinks she may be a good candidate for some of those, which is an interesting idea.

Surgery is set for Tuesday the 20th at some time in the afternoon. [I have to say, because I live with a surgeon, that even if they had told her an ‘exact’ time like 2 p.m., I wouldn’t have expected it to be firm. I kinda like that they just gave her a time-window. Like the cable guy 😉 Excellent.]

I already went to Target in search of the perfect, comfy, post-op PJs for Mom. (Jonas picked pink-with-sock-monkeys, if you were wondering!) Next, I think I’ll be hitting up my local yarn store in a day or two. I’m looking for something supersoft (merino cashmere, anyone!?) in teal… the plan is to print off a cute knitting pattern and whip up a hat while Dad & I are in the surgery waiting room.

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MICHELLE NEBEL

I write uplifting women’s fiction woven with threads of faith, grace, and Southern hospitality. My blog is where I share a glimpse of my life, and I hope you’ll find the thoughts here encouraging!

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