When I think back to Christmas as a little girl, the first thing I remember is the lights, how they seemed to be magical. It was as if a different world had come to life for the season and everything glittered and sparkled. I remember the lights more than I remember any presents or anything … Read more
I’m not sure what we were talking about, but this brings back so many sweet memories!
I put up some boxes and filled them with dirt. Buried a few seeds, and added water. Who knew? [flagallery gid=20 name=”Gallery”]
Around 3:00am last Friday morning (March 2nd, 2012 – the day that is now famous for all the tornados that rolled through Nashville), I woke up because my dog was biting my hand and trying to drag me out of bed.
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Here are a few pictures from our great day on Jerry’s farm in Kentucky. 🙂
I had a wonderful weekend. Saturday was a lot of activity that really wore me out, but I’m still glad I went. We drove to Kentucky for a hillbilly picnic. We have some very highly skilled guitar and banjo players and songwriters in our small church.
Michael left this morning with Petra to go to Sweden and Norway. It’s the second time he’s gone to Europe since my surgery. The first time I couldn’t drive yet.
Life feels pretty normal again now though. I was able to go to Cornerstone with the band last week. I was so happy about that and I enjoyed Cornerstone so much! Barry McGuire was there, and Glenn Kaiser, Derry Dougherty, Mike Roe, Phil Keaggy, Terry Taylor and Daniel Amos….it was so amazing.
It’s been such a long, slow process that I couldn’t ever think of an update to write, so it’s been a long time since my last entry in this journal of sorts.
I am at the 3 month mark now. The past week or so have been a real turning point. Finally, I can do normal, everyday things without ending up completely exhausted or getting a huge headache afterward. I actually washed both my dogs this week! That is monumentous! (see pictures of my dogs for why)
Up until this point, I felt peaceful and didn’t have any fear. I was in the best hospital I could imagine. Michael finally knew that I wasn’t a hypochondriac. My kids – both my kids were there. That was a miracle to me. I was surrounded by professionals and love. I knew I’d be alright. I felt like God was working overtime to reassure me of it. I kept thinking “the enemy kicked me in the head; but God, in his wisdom allowed it! – I look forward to see the good He’s going to bring from this!” I felt like I was being carried along in perfect peace…. I’m sure the steroids and pain killers contributed, but it was much more than that.
Today I saw my surgeon for the first time since surgery. Everything looks real good. He did tell me, which I didn’t know, that he had to take out a little piece of white matter (brain) near my balance center and that it may effect my left side a bit. I’ve noticed the left side and some balance problems, but both are better than before the surgery, so I’m not complaining. He said to give it 6 months to a year,
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We arrived at Skyline medical center in Nashville, where my very competent paramedics brought me in to register. Embarrassed, I had to tell the woman at the desk that I had no health insurance. I assumed that would change everything but it didn’t. I was brought to a private room on the 7th floor. Later a hospital administrator came in to talk to Mike. He had a pile of papers with him. The long and short of it was that the hospital was, through a benevolence fund, covering our bill, along with Tenncare.
On November 20th, 2010, I was handling the guest list for the Classic Petra TBN show and taping. It was such an exciting night for everyone, and the first time these 5 members of Petra had performed together in 25 years. My husband works as their manager. That evening, I started to experience a very severe headache with a lot of dizziness. My aching head made it hard to think, and the dizziness was confusing to me. I figured it must just be a strange migraine.
I gave the surgeon a ‘high-five’ and told him “you’ll be a rock star!” as I was being rolled into the operating room. Talking and hospital activities faded as I drifted into unconsciousness. Then, suddenly I was wide awake, but I wasn’t in the hospital. I wasn’t in this world. It was unspeakably beautiful all around me. The colors were so vivid that they seemed to emanate light.
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