Mercy sakes!! We got back from Easter weekend and were hoping to rest up a bit last week. But apparently we weren't vocal with our idea, because it was crazy and emotional to say the least.
Wednesday I got a call from Boyd, saying they were taking his mom by ambulance from the doctors office to the hospital. They thought she was having a heart attack. He was pretty frantic and so he came by my office and I drove us up there. (Side Note: Tammy, my driving fast came in handy that day!! ha!!!) When we got there she was gray in color and was having a hard time breathing. We stayed in the ER ALL day long. Finally, they admitted her and she got to go to a room. They scheduled her for all kinds of test. So Boyd stayed the night with her on Wednesday night.
Thursday I went to work and waited to hear what was going on with Clara, when my dad called and said that my Aunt Lora was very sick, on a ventilator, and not doing well at all. I talked with my cousin who confirmed that they were going to take her off all the machines Thursday night or Friday. Well, I had to go and see her before then, so off I went again!! (Thankful for such a caring and wonderful boss and office manager). Boyd met me at Cox and we headed to ICU to see her. I was not ready for what I saw. I had told myself to be strong, but I just couldn't. It was so sad.
Friday morning I talked with my Pastor's wife who told me that my Pastor's dad had just died that morning. So I knew there were be services that we would need to attend. Friday afternoon we headed back to the hospital to check on Clara and called to see if Aunt Lora was still alive, and she was. They had not removed her from the machines yet. Went out to eat with Ethel, Sharon, Stepf, and Quentin. We went to Nakato's. Boyd had never been to anything like that before, so that we pretty fun. I was worried that he might need a Big Mac after we left that place, but he really enjoyed it.
Saturday we had a benefit we needed to attend here in Bradleyville. We got word Saturday mid morning that Clara was diagnosed with Swine Flu (H1N1). I realized I had never had my vaccine for that. The doctor warned me that I needed to isolate myself from people who had cancer, babies, and older people for at least 72 hours. So I did not get to attend the benefit Saturday. I was disappointed. We worked outside all day Saturday and got a lot of things accomplished.
Sunday, couldn't attend church because of swine flu germs that I might have. So, knowing I couldn't go to my Pastor's dads visitation that night we went Sunday morning instead. Figured I couldn't infect anyone there. Came home and worked some more outside, came inside to watch movies and got a call from my father-in-law saying that our cow was hung in the fence. Went outside, sure enough, "the grass is always greener on the other side", so we spent until dark, fixing fence.
Monday, went to work for a second. Let them know what was going on with the whole swine flu, they nicely told me to go back home until my 72 hours was up. Went home and started working outside again. Then came inside so I wouldn't make a bunch of racket while the funeral was going on across the street. Bumming because I am missing the funeral and being there for my Pastor's family. Went back outside in the afternoon and washed the windows. Window breaks and takes a chunk out of my finger. Probably need stitches, but can't find the chunk that's missing. Go inside, bleeding all over the place. Call it a day and wait for Boyd to get home. When Boyd got home we headed for Ozark to visit his mom. I went to Wal-Mart while he visited his mom. I love my mother-in-law, but don't want the piggy flu that she has. (She is home and feeling much better by the way). We got home about 8:30 last night and barely got sat down and I received a call from my cousin letting me know that my Aunt Lora had passed away. Knew it was coming, but still very sad. Got into bed, just went to sleep, phone started ringing. It was DFS with children who needed a placement. We declined, I just can't handle a placement right now with all that is going on.
So needless to say, on the scales this Monday, +2 lbs. I'm thankful it wasn't more than that. You see I am an emotional eater. And when I eat out, I don't always make healthy choices. I cried for quite a while on Sunday night. Just so disappointed in myself. Number 10,999th failure. The whole weekend I would say, well, I better eat this now, because Monday it's back to healthy foods. Or, it won't matter that I've eaten half this large pizza, Monday I'll get back on track. I'm so frustrated with myself. I truly am addicted to food. Last night I really had planned to go to Wendy's (even though I had already made and ate lasagna for supper) and then hide the evidence from Boyd. How sad and pathetic is that. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! It makes me so stinking mad!! But I did NOT go to Wendy's. I resisted, barely.
Even after the week I have had I am happy to report that God is still on the Throne!! He has been with me and my family every step of the way. In my devotions I read last night there was a quote that said...
"God's promises are a lot like stars. The darker the night, the brighter they shine." LOVE THAT!!!
Expecting great things this week.
Love to All,
Me
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