Well this weekend was pretty good! Saturday I went to a wedding for a couple at church. It was a sweet and simple wedding. They are so cute together and obviously so in love. Then I came back to the condo and went to the pool. AHH yay for the pool!! Then I went to mom and dad's so we could go to a birthday party of an old friends children. Sadly she wasn't there, but her mom and her children were, she had gotten sick. Then we went by her parents new house, which is HUGE!!! Its like 7,000 sq. ft. I can't imagine. Then we came back to the house and ate dinner. I wasn't planning on staying @ home last night but I did because I was watchin real world which was really good. I miss my satelitte. I will survive.. That is what DVR is for. This morning when dad woke me up he told me that Laura, KC's friend was in Labor and was gettin ready to have her baby! Kate Elizabeth was born at 9:15 and was 8lbs 2 oz, 21 1/2 in. long. I went to church, then we had a lunch and guess what I did when I got home.... I went to the POOL!!! Then I came in and got ready and went to see baby Kate! She's soo cute. I also went to 3J and saw my friends. I stayed up there for a couple of hours talkin to Kendra and Connie, I went and got them a burger. It was very nice. Those ladies on 3J made a huge impact on my life and I don't think they'll ever understand. They came in and did things for you, yes it was their job, but they wanted to know how you were feeling and if you were getting better, and they wanna be your friend and comfort you if you were having trouble. The nurses were the same way. I spent a quite of bit of time up there for 5 months of my life and really saw this. Yes, they had bad days, don't we all? I think that I possibly made an impact on their lives too, but its a different type. I say all that to say, if you spend any amount of time in the hospital take the time to say thank you to your care partners and nurses. Let them do their job and let them impact your life the way they have mine!
Some people are gonna think I'm crazy for saying this, but I wouldn't take back going through cancer because that exerpience as a whole has taught me so many things that I could never learn not goint through it all. I'm glad that Jesus, allowed me to have that experience and I pray that I brought Him glory through the situation.
Good Night! :)
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
results from the test
I had the glucose tolerance test tuesday and it went well I suppose. I am what they call glucose intolerant. Thankfully, I'm not diabetic, but it could lead to diabetes if I don't learn to control my sugar intake. I have to schedule an appointment with a diabetic dietician to learn the things that I need to avoid and how to watch my diet. Once I schedule and have the appointment I will let you know how things go.
I have been housesitting for a week now. I like it, but I do miss the company of my parents. I spent about 3 hours at the pool this afternoon and got some sun :) I pland to do the same next weekend :) More later :) Time for church!!
peace!
I have been housesitting for a week now. I like it, but I do miss the company of my parents. I spent about 3 hours at the pool this afternoon and got some sun :) I pland to do the same next weekend :) More later :) Time for church!!
peace!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
the morning after a rain
I've thought of this several times, but have never wrote about it, so now I'm going to. Last night we had a thunderstorm that had a little bit of rain with it. We need the rain here desperately. This morning when we left for church I looked out at our garden and the plants looked nice and refreshed as well as the soil that was around them. I reminded me of how Christ is with us. We can be dry and dragging the ground and then Jesus comes in and rains on us and revives our lifes so that we look like we've just been refreshed by the rain. I'm am reminded of the song "Great is thy Faithfulness" morning by morning new mercies I see..
have a great night :)
have a great night :)
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Dr.'s Appointments and such!
I went to the Dr. on friday to have a wart frozen off and have my thyroid levels checked because they were up a little when the ob-gyn checked them a few months ago. Well the Dr. decided to check my glucose as well, because for some reason they are worried about me being diabetic, but its a good precaution, because it does run in my family so I am at risk. My glucose has been checked at least 3 times in the last year and each time it has been fine, but this time it was elevated. I'm not sure how elevated it was, but on tuesday I go to have a 2 hr. glucose test. I have to be honest, I'm nervous about this, because sometimes I'm just not sure how much more I can handle as far as medical issues in my life. I know that God will not put more on me than I can handle, but it's just so much in such a short period of time. Please pray that all goes well on the test and it was just simply because of something that wasn't under my control. Once I know the results of the test I will let you know! Also while I was at the dr.'s office the nurses who were trying to draw blood found out I had been through chemo and asked how I was doing and all but they weren't oh thats so sad and stuff.. I was happy about that. I am not ashamed that I had cancer nor do I think it was a bad thing. It was an experience I wouldnt trade for anything because it brought me so much closer to the Lord and my friends and family. I know I just said that I didn't know how much more I can handle, it's just because sometimes things can be so overwhelming, but that I realize why I had to go through that.
As far as everything else. It is going well. I am going to be housesitting for 4 weeks! I'm very excited, it will kind of be like living on my own. A great thing is the place has a pool and its extremely close! When I housesit it makes me realize how much I appreciate my parents and that I do like living with them. It can be kind of lonely living by yourself. Tomorrow we are going to Salisbury for Father's day Lunch! Then I will move into the house.
Til we meet again!
As far as everything else. It is going well. I am going to be housesitting for 4 weeks! I'm very excited, it will kind of be like living on my own. A great thing is the place has a pool and its extremely close! When I housesit it makes me realize how much I appreciate my parents and that I do like living with them. It can be kind of lonely living by yourself. Tomorrow we are going to Salisbury for Father's day Lunch! Then I will move into the house.
Til we meet again!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
life
Well, things are still going well. I'm staying busy, and sometimes I just wanna relax after I've had a busy week.
I don't know what I want to say.. so i'm gonna go..
Later:)
I don't know what I want to say.. so i'm gonna go..
Later:)
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
hmmm..
Hey,
Obviously life has been busy for me. Will is getting bigger each time I see him, he's already 10 weeks old !! I love seeing him and noticing how he changes each time I see him, Monday I played/held him for like 2 hours, it was fun, watching him smile and the different faces he makes now. He's getting so strong!
Tonight I'm thinking about what I want to share next week with the ladies @ church. I've been asked to share "my story" well that could cover so much and I think I could talk for hours about all I went through with cancer, and everything else in my life. I just have to say this God is good!! I am trying to go back through the things i've written over the last 18 months and pick out what I think is really good. I'm asking if there is anything i've told you that you think everyone would like to here to please let me know. Also, if there is something particular you would like to hear if I was talking to you, please shed some light on that for me!!
Well it's off to bed now!
Oh wait a few prayer requests!
-Margaret had her hip replaced Tues, so please pray that healing would go well.
-Billy Riddle- a friend's brother has milaria for the 3rd time his blog can be found at www.billyriddlejr.blogspot.com .
-Regean as she continues to grow visit her blog www.reaganoliviawinslow.blogspot.com
now goodnight!
Kim:)
Obviously life has been busy for me. Will is getting bigger each time I see him, he's already 10 weeks old !! I love seeing him and noticing how he changes each time I see him, Monday I played/held him for like 2 hours, it was fun, watching him smile and the different faces he makes now. He's getting so strong!
Tonight I'm thinking about what I want to share next week with the ladies @ church. I've been asked to share "my story" well that could cover so much and I think I could talk for hours about all I went through with cancer, and everything else in my life. I just have to say this God is good!! I am trying to go back through the things i've written over the last 18 months and pick out what I think is really good. I'm asking if there is anything i've told you that you think everyone would like to here to please let me know. Also, if there is something particular you would like to hear if I was talking to you, please shed some light on that for me!!
Well it's off to bed now!
Oh wait a few prayer requests!
-Margaret had her hip replaced Tues, so please pray that healing would go well.
-Billy Riddle- a friend's brother has milaria for the 3rd time his blog can be found at www.billyriddlejr.blogspot.com .
-Regean as she continues to grow visit her blog www.reaganoliviawinslow.blogspot.com
now goodnight!
Kim:)
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
A Shay moment
I received this in an email today, and really liked it. Hope you enjoy it too!
Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were > playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's > father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their > team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, > it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be > accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.> > Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not > expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and > said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I > guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth > inning.'> > Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a > team shirt. His Father watched w ith a small tear in his eye and warmth in > his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the > bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still > behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and > played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was > obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from > ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the > ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases > loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be > next at bat.> > At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the > game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all > but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, > much less connect with the ball.> > However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the > other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved > in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make > contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The > pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. > As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball > right back to the pitcher.> > The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and > could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been > out and that would have been the end of the game.> > Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out > of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started > yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever > run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, > wide-eyed and startled.> > Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay > awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the > base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had > the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to > be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-> baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, > intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. > Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled > the bases toward home.> > All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'> > Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by > turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! > Shay, run to third!'> > As Shay rounded third, t he boy s from both teams, and the spectators, were > on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, > stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and > won the game for his team.> > 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his > face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and > humanity into this world'.> > Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never > forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and > seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were > playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's > father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their > team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, > it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be > accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.> > Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not > expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and > said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I > guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth > inning.'> > Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a > team shirt. His Father watched w ith a small tear in his eye and warmth in > his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the > bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still > behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and > played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was > obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from > ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the > ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases > loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be > next at bat.> > At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the > game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all > but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, > much less connect with the ball.> > However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the > other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved > in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make > contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The > pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. > As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball > right back to the pitcher.> > The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and > could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been > out and that would have been the end of the game.> > Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out > of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started > yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever > run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, > wide-eyed and startled.> > Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay > awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the > base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had > the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to > be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-> baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, > intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. > Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled > the bases toward home.> > All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'> > Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by > turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! > Shay, run to third!'> > As Shay rounded third, t he boy s from both teams, and the spectators, were > on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, > stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and > won the game for his team.> > 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his > face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and > humanity into this world'.> > Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never > forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and > seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
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