When it rains, it pours....

Today has not been a good day.
No, Alan is fine. It just seems like everything is falling apart around here.

1. Alan has a big chuck of meat out of him.
2. The “Check Engine” light is on in my car. We had it hooked up to the computer at the mechanic’s. Its something to do with the fuel/oil mixer thingy.Sounds expensive, and yes, that is a mechanic term.
3. This morning the light in the kitchen wouldn’t come on. We replaced the bulb. It still won’t come on. The valence is brown so I guess it went out. I wanted new kitchen lights anyhow.
4. Tonight while “cooking” dinner (aka: heating up vegetable soup in the microwave), I put the bowl in, set it to 2minutes. Two minutes later it beeps and I take it out. It isn’t hot. Repeat. Repeat again. Who ever has owned a microwave that works but won’t heat? Guess what I do???? I march to Walmart and buy another one. Just a small one to use as a camping microwave. At least now we can “cook dinner”.

I’ve washed 5 loads of laundry today and still have a few to go. (totally sanitizing the house – washing all bedding, towels, etc.) I have to admit I’m expecting the washing machine to die here soon. And the refrigerator is 14 years old. Anyone want to take a guess at which one will go out next?

Those who know me know I always look for the good in things. I try not to be a “negative person”, so, I must end on a positive note.
I’m blessed that I do have insurance to help pay the hospital bills. I can afford to just buy another microwave and light. The car is fixable too. Although Alan’s MRSA infection was serious, it was not fatal. And best of all, Alan got a call from our close, personal friend (CPF) , Bobby today! It was so good to hear from them all the way in Kentucky.

So, yes, we're having a few bumps in the road, but, its gonna be okay.

I gotta run now, the washing machine is making a funny noise........

After the fact, It wasn't so bad

We got to the hospital at 6am. I got the kids up at 5:15 and took them to Bud & Jane’s. They took care of getting the kids breakfast and to/from school.
I was sitting in the waiting room all by myself waiting on them to get Alan settled with his IV and in the lovely gown and cap when my Pastor walked up. I was SO GLAD to see him and have someone with me. Alan and I have been married 14 years and in that timeframe, I’ve had 5 surgeries and countless other procedures/tests in a hospital environment. But, I’ve never been on the other end, the one waiting in the waiting room. (well, other than when the kids had tubes or tonsils out, but then Alan or my mom was with me then.).

So, Pastor Ken sat and talked with me and then we both went to sit with Alan while he was in the holding room. Ken also stayed with me during the surgery until Alan came out and was in recovery. What a comfort that was. I had brought my books and even contemplated bringing my laptop, but, no way would I have been able to focus on work. Thanks Ken for being there!!

And my poor friend Syndee. I didn’t get to talk to her Friday night so she just knew from this blog that Alan was having surgery. She left work Friday morning and came to the hospital to find me, only, she didn’t know which hospital we were at. She went to one and couldn’t find me so she called the other hospital. Alan goes by his middle name so, when they looked up his name, evidently it didn’t show up. I can just imagine her frustration knowing he was at the hospital but not able to find us. Hugs to you Syndee!

Alan’s recollection of the surgery is this. “After you and Ken left they said they were going to give me some ‘I don’t care medicine”. I looked up ready to enjoy the buzz. SECONDS later a nurse asked me if I wanted some ice chips. I looked up and told her I couldn’t have any until after the surgery. I then realized I was in a different room. I saw on the clock than it was no longer 7:30, instead it was 8:40. After that, I remember everything.”

I got Alan home and fixed him a bowl of soup. He raided the refrigerator several times during the afternoon. Bud & Jane brought over some vegetable soup, cornbread, and a pie. The kids ate 3 bowls of it! I can’t say enough how appreciative I am to have had Bud & Jane.

Saturday morning:
Alan almost passed out when he took the bandage and dressing off. I had to be encouraging and tell him “It looks really good babe”. It is HUGE. It looks like someone took a diamond shaped cookie cutter to his chest. Its about an inch deep I’d say. It’s open like a big crater. I had to pack gauge in it and I just pray I did it right. That’s my only worry right now.

So, Alan is good. No real pain, just a dull ache he says. ….and with a big hole in his chest! He’s pretty depressed the way 2008 is starting out. Perhaps he’ll get all the bad stuff over with and have a good year starting soon!

Thanks for checking in….