Goodbye Abbott

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Three years ago I walked into Bangor Child Development Center to start my job as a Training and Curriculum Specialist. I was escorted to the teachers lounge to meet the staff and it was there that I first met you. What caught my attention was your beautiful smile and the way you could roll an r, vowel or consonant. It was freakin amazing. You spoke so fast! You welcomed me with open arms and insisted that I grab a plate and break bread with you. I thought to myself, I like this crazy woman.
After my first training session you came up to me and told me, my training was the best you had ever had and that I was good at my job. That's when I fell in love with you. We had our moments. You always had candy in your pocket and would bribe the children into behaving. I constantly had to correct you on that habit and you would always promise to stop and then I would catch you again. It drove me crazy, but you never did. That's when I knew for sure I was in love with you.
You have shown love and compassion to children for over twenty years. The children at the CDC always honored you and would come running to you when they saw you. You always had a hug for me and kind words of encouragement. I even enjoyed the way you loosened up when I taught the class on child sexual development. Honestly, I was worried about how you would respond since you appeared to be quite conservative. Little did I know you had a little bit of "freak" in you. I love the story of when one of your guest at home mentioned that your husband had a big beautiful dick. Of course with her accent that's how it came out. She was actually complementing your husband on the beautiful big deck he had just built for you. I still crack up when I replay that story.
You decided to retire after 25 years of teaching young children and just into your retirement, you were diagnosed with cancer. You always took care of everyone but yourself. I used to scold you about it too. We almost lost you then. Your husband called us at work and said we all needed to come and say goodbye. We did and after we all left you decided that you were going to fight and fight you did. God honored our prayers and gave you back to us for two more years.
Tonight your husband called again. I rushed up to see you. This time I know there will not be a second chance. This time you are ready to go and you have made peace with the wonderful life you had here on this earth. Your children are well and successful, your husband is doing better with his health. You are free to finally just rest and be with God. Abbott, I don't want to say goodbye but I know I have to, for real this time. I was able to sing to you your favorite song, stroke your beautiful face, hold your hand, and tell you just how much I love you. I hated to leave you tonight. I hate that our relationship has to end this way. But until we meet again in the spirit realm and in The presence of our King, I send my love with you for your next journey. Thanks for loving me, and for being my friend. I miss you already.

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Back to the gym.

Tuesday, January 03, 2012

Today was my first time back to Curves since my surgery. I was so excited to get there and sweat some. Boy was that hard! Eight weeks is a long time to be away from the gym. I pray I won't be too sore. It felt good and looking forward to going back tomorrow. The timing could not have been better. I spent the New Years holiday in the hospital,with my step dad. He is quite ill and his heart is only operating at 20%. He is in good spirits and bossing me around (as only he can do). It is a very scary time for me but this is out of my control and I will just let God do what God does. In the meantime, I am preparing his home to be comfortable for him when and if, he returns to it. If for some reason he is unable to return home, I am packing things up for a quick pack out. Such a odd space to be in. The hour I spent at curves allowed me to not think about the situation and all I did was focus on me. It was wonderful. Now I am on my way to visit with him for a few minutes before going home to crash and prepare for the next day.

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Celebration

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Just received a note from my primary doctor and it appears that my body is responding to my weight loss.
My main goal had been to lower my A1C numbers. My number preop was 6.2 which is right in that pre diabetes range. Today my number is 5.6. Normal ranges from 4.8 to 5.6. I am on cloud nine!!

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Feeling quite annoyed!

Monday, December 26, 2011

I understand that blogging is a public forum and if People choose to put their business out there, They may receive -/+ feedback. With that said, I think most people have good intentions when they want to share their feelings and/ or concerns,but at the same time, I think there are better ways to voice opinions . Is it really necessary to get on your soap box when visiting the blog of someone else? There seems to be a group of people that have strong options regarding weight loss surgeries. Most people conduct thorough research before having this type of help for obesity. For some, this is a last chance to leading a healthy life. Nothing in this world is safe. I had a friend die from getting her teeth cleaned. Does that mean I should tell people to not go to the dentist? My mother died from the effects of chemotherapy but her life was extended six additional years. Should I have told her not to go through chemo because of the dangers? People that have such strong options need to blog on their own page. Please leave the pages of others alone. It is disrespectful and frankly makes you look silly.

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The First fill

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

First fill.... It was almost drama free :-) So...... I get there, get comfortable and she feels around for the port. She goes to stick the needle and all that goes fine. She went to draw out the 2ccs that were placed during surgery and nothing happens. She re-sticks and moves the needle around tries to draw again and nothing. She says to me, "I hope your port didn't flip" I panic thinking I have followed all of the rules how could this have happened to me. She tries it again and with no luck. She leaves and tells me she is going to get one of her colleagues to come and take a look at me. A few minutes later my surgeon walks in and says that he is going to take a look. I teared up and told him I had followed his instructions exactly and I didn't mean to make the port flip. He said, "I know you have followed directions. Your port has not flipped" He pushed around and told the other person to get everything ready to go. He also said that there was still a lot of scar tissue and took the needle and inserted it and said, "There you go" The other staff said I did that, too and in the same area but there was no fluid. Dr. M said draw it up and see what happens..... and there wa s the 2ccs of fluid. He walks out and told me to have a good day and she just looked shocked. She removed the primer fill and put in 4ccs. I kept expecting to feel something but never did. The port area is a little sore but I figure that is because of all the needle sticks and pushing. What a day. I have survived (yippee!!)

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