Picnic...and The Hat

Yesterday was lovely. The weather was just right for a picnic -- sunny with enough breeze to keep one from succumbing to heat stroke. Everyone is walking around today with rosy cheeks and good old fashioned holiness sunburns. I got one as well -- even with the hat. And yes, I did promise hat pictures. So here they are. Here is my phenomenal staff who have kept my office from falling apart while I've been out of the saddle.

And here...(drum roll)... is a closeup of me in "the hat." If you look closely you can indeed see the word "marathon."

I wish someone would have combed my hair. I'm not sure whose job it was that day. Anyway, I wish all of you, gentle readers, a wonderful day -- or night depending on when you read this. May you rest in the goodness and love of an all-wise Heavenly Father who loves us whether we look good in hats...or not.

A Sunny Day

After my last foray into madness, I must tell you that the sun is out, the day is warm, the pain meds are working, and life is good. :) Today is our Spring picnic, and hopefully it will be a lovely day. I'm wearing a ball cap -- not something I do well. I'll try to post a picture for everyone's amusement. To make it even more amusing, it has the word "marathon" on it. I participated in a mini-marathon to support heart health during my hospitalization. My fellow participants were mostly in their 70's and up. It was one of those experiences I will remember for a lifetime -- walking along with others in wheelchairs or pushing their oxygen tanks. I actually enjoyed it immensely. Humor is everywhere if only we look hard enough. (By the way, I won.)

Have a sunny day!

Week 5

Well, I'm at a bit of a weird spot in the recovery process. (I promise I'll try not to bore you, my rapt audience, with too much about my "illness"; however, it's kind of where I'm living right now.) I'm at that strange place where I think I should be doing better than I am. Last week I was able to spend hours at IHC hugging necks and giving updates, but the prospect of just doing normal work this week overwhelms me. I think adrenaline is a beautiful thing, and I'm sure that had much to do with my stamina. I'm dying to get back to a regular schedule, but the thought of that terrifies me right now. The fact that I ran out of pain meds isn't helping my outlook at the moment. Don't worry, I have a call in to get more. :) Anyway, I need help finding the balance between being a pathetic "sickly" individual who should just buck up and get to work and a workaholic who will drive myself into a physical setback by not paying attention to my body. So, if you could spare a prayer, send it this way. I really am doing well. I have nothing to complain about. I just need help with balance right now. I find myself to be quite human with a great need to avail myself of the rest of the Body. Thanks for being part of it! Your presence is a comfort.

IHC (Part 1)

Went to IHC this week for Tuesday evening and part of Wednesday. I was so thankful that I felt as well as I did. (I had good friends watching me carefully and making sure I took pain meds as needed.) I actually really enjoyed myself. However, by the end of the day, I felt a bit like this...




More about IHC later...thus the "Part 1" in the title.

And So It Begins

Well, reading about the daily lives of my friends and prayer partners on their various blogs has inspired (or guilted) me to share a bit of my own life online as well. I really have enjoyed getting into your brains, so to speak. I will give a bit of a disclaimer -- there will be no cute stories about children or husbands. :) Simply my journey as I live it. So, here goes...