Everyday we are alive is a new day to bring justice, mercy, and peace to all of creation. We don't do it perfectly. We get wounded on the path, yet continue to awaken each day. May the freshness of the morning sun give us all strength, patience, wisdom and endurance.
Monday, September 28, 2009
July 1, 2009
Today is Wednesday the first of July. I don't think Jeff thought he would live this long but we are still here. Today we went to a Speech Pathologist to find out if Jeff could get a text to speech device. We found one that he could operate with one hand and it was pretty slick. His speech is very hard to understand now. The problem is that if he is on Hospice the insurance won't pay for one. So maybe we can rent one for a while or try to find a used one. I actually looked on e-bay and found one but it was not the model we liked. We still have about two months left to hear from Social Security as to whether or not they consider him disabled. So we are caught between a rock and a hard place. Jeff had a choking incident tonight, our friend the respiratory therapist was with us (God is SO good) and she said his strong coughing response was a really good thing. Nice to hear because I was really upset. He has had no major changes this week just further decline in speech and he is sleeping more. Daniel had all four wisdom teeth pulled today, a part of getting everyone fixed up before we loose our insurance. He is doing really well! Liz is now 5 weeks away from having baby Scarlett. Jeff is torn between wanting this to be over and wanting to see her. I am too. I watch him every day, and my heart aches. Please God, heal him soon. If that means in heaven, I can't help but want him there. Vangie and Josh are still up in the air about getting married, not that they will or not... just timing, location... all still undecided. My two best friends' daughters got married this summer and it has been very hard on Jeff, and Vangie too. She has been in both weddings. The last one was just this past weekend and Jeff couldn't go. I sat and just silently cried as I watched the bride dance with her father. Again, same as with Scarlett's birth, conflicted feelings all around. I know not every bride has the opportunity to have her father with her. I didn't, our marriage has lasted 30 years, and I have reminded Jeff of that. He has given instructions that his brother Jim is to stand in his place. But I can still understand his pain. Thank you all for continuing to add comments. Jeff reads the comment page at least three times a day. Please pray for healing. We love you.-Gina
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