Still Waiting...

It has sure been a long and trying week, but my dad goes tomorrow for his PET Scan. We've been blessed with wonderful friends and family that have been praying for us and words are so inadequate to describe our gratitude. I've learned that I need to improve my prayer life so that when someone has a need and feels the urgency that I am feeling right now--I can get down to business and be an effective prayer warrior for them. Every day has been a struggle and I've just had to say, 'God you are in control and I trust you.' Pretty simple prayer, but it's all I know to do. This has been such an humbling experience and I hate that I've waited until something looks bad to depend so heavily on my faith. Everything is going to be fine.

Oh, and another thing...my toe is getting better. I had to go back to the doctor yesterday and I am now allowed back in the pool (thank heavens). It has really sucked having 'TOLIO.'

Faith Looks Up

As most of you know, 3 years ago my dad was diagnosed with cancer. It was found early and a golf ball size mass was removed from the right side of his neck. He went though 7 week of radiation, was threatened with the possibility of a feeding tube, yet by the grace of God got a clean bill of health after his treatments were over. We were so surprised when he intially found out--we found out on like a Tuesday and by the next Tuesday they were scheduling surgery. Ever since then, my biggest fear is that the cancer would return. As a true 'Daddy's Girl' the thought of it returning has kept me up many nights. He had a routine check-up yesterday and a chest x-ray revealed a mass on one of his lungs. Our family doctor sent him for more extensive scans which revealed 2 spots on his right lung, 1 on his left lung and a possible spot on his liver...NOT the news we were hoping for. The doctors think it could be cancer. He goes Thursday for an PET Scan to see if the spots are active or not. I know I have to be strong for my dad and act as though nothing is out of the ordinary. I firmly believe that outlook and attitude are 90% of the battle. Please pray for my dad--and my entire family as we anxiously await the results of this scan. As Christians, we wholeheartedly believe that God is in control and we rest assured that His will be done. Thank you for your prayers; we will need them.

From Head To Toe

Well folks, this blog starts with a story and a warning--THE PICTURE IS OF GRAPHIC NATURE AND IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. About 3 weeks ago, my sister and I purchased new steps for my mom and dad's swimming pool. The steps are called 'Wedding Cake Tier Steps' ( I really hope you can visualize that). So, 3 weeks ago, we were having some trouble getting the water to clear up and you couldn't see the bottom step; being the total and complete klutz that I am, I stubbed my toe on the bottom step, it tore my skin loose from the nail, bled, and all that other disgusting stuff (ewwwww). It did everything but heal. So after 3 weeks of pursuasion from my mom and sister, I decided to go visit my family doctor whom we all love and adore--Dr. Miles. Apparently my neglect led to an infection which had to be cauterized and let me tell you--it hurt like a mofo. As soon as the procedure was over, I broke out in a sweat, felt like my arms weighed a ton, thought I might throw up...Dr. Miles says, "Moochie--you're not going to pass out on me are you?!" He jumps up, lays me down, starts fanning me, starts rubbing my face with cold, wet rags (much to my embarrassment). I never knew I was such a wimp!!! I told him--'NO CHILDBIRTH FOR ME!' I imagine that it hurts much worse that a cauterized toe. Now I know you all are simply DYING to see what this looks like and I'm here to oblige. My hat's off the those in healthcare. I obviously couldn't handle it.

So that about covers the toe part (I'm so sorry, I just had to share...maybe it will convince us all to immediately go to the doctor and not wait 3 weeks). Now, on the head part of the blog. Yesterday afternoon my mother comes jingle-jangling down the hallway (turns out the jingle-jangle is from a charm bracelet that she's had since God was a boy). She makes some comment about how she'd love to have some charms of her grandbabies, to which I reply in my best southern english, "You ain't even got a picture of me on that old thang!" She insists that a picture of my sister as a baby is actually me (but I know better--I was waaaaaaay cuter). My sister and I then decide that we are going to prove that the picture is not me, but is her (I never wore double knit dresses--that was soooo 1973). While plundering through my mom's things my sister comes across this old wig that my mom has had since the 60's. She tries it on--as does her 2 year old and we just couldn't stop laughing!! Sooooo...that about covers everything--from head to toe.

Swimming, Slim Fast, Singledom--all in one blog!

This past Saturday, I was thrilled to spend the day with my 2 nieces--Maggie and Natalie, and my 2 nephews--Cass and Eli. We sure do love our time in the pool. As you can tell, these little beauties are in training for the 2020 Summer Olympics. Move over Michael Phelps...there are some new kids on the (starting) block.

In other recent events--I have started the Slim Fast diet (more like Slim SLOW) in order to better fit into a bridesmaid dress for my college roommate Jessica's wedding on October 4th. Jessica is the last of my 'single' friends to tie the knot and I must admit that it's a little sad for me because now I'm the lone single person in my group of friends. It's a couples world out there folks and if you're single in a couples world, pretty soon you will find that get togethers revolve around which diapers are preferred--or whose mother-in-law is the most annoying. I guess that we're all in different places and I'm learning that it's more than alright...being single isn't so bad afterall; no dirty diapers and no nagging mother-in-law. Maybe I can just be the cool aunt until it's time for something more.

I'm a blogger now!!!

Who reads these things anyway??? This is my first official post as a blogger and I must admit that I'm lost and learning as I go. I hope that this is both interesting and fun--that's what I'm aiming for anyway. Thanks!!

Moochie