Adventures Aplenty

Here I am again. Been gone a bit. I had surgery on my left hand for carpal tunnel and will have the right hand done on the 30th of the month.


What did I learn from the first surgery? Coming out from  under anesthesia with a raging case of restless legs is not fun. None at all. I thought I was going to lose it right there in front of the nurse and a heavily sedated male mumbling in the bed to my right. WHAT!? Did I just say the guy was mumbling in the bed next to me? No curtain? I just realized I was lying nearly within reach of a man when I came out of the haze and felt my legs doing the nerve dance from hell. DANG!! Is that copasetic? I don't think so. I need to ask that question.


Well, he had no idea I was in the world because whatever they gave him was the GOOD stuff. He was talking and all that but he was not "home". Really?? I  cannot get past the fact that I was in the bed, waking up from surgery and a man was in a bed in full view (not that kind) and he was on my right. I think I was trying to talk to him. That is embarrassing. I have caught myself off-guard!


Another lesson...it takes more than three days for me to recover from the surgery experience. I heal slowly. I know that but I pay no heed. I'm going to do differently for the next surgery. That is my plan anyway.


I have amazing friends. They treat me with love and a modicum of respect! Heavy on the love and a lifted eyebrow on the respect! No! I tell a lie. They respect me. My girlfriends are my family. I am blessed.


In true ADHD fashion, I had a flash thought of the beautiful white cat in our neighborhood who is feral. I, the infamous cat rescuer, want to help this beautiful creature. Snow white from stem to stern. My cat charming skills need to involve food. Do I want to go down this path again? Car kitty has a wonderful home now. He is a genius level cat who makes his home in any situation. No, he claims his home. No fear. No hesitation! Unique personality. It will be a long time before I meet the likes of him again. But this white cat is a cat of a different matter. I have decided. I will charm this cat and, one day, find it a good home. I will keep my progress here.
I will not, as I did on another occasion, grab this cat and try to bend it to my will. That moment in the past was a case of mistaken identity. I thought it was my cat. I was wrong. I was winning the struggle but was defeated when I finally understood what my husband was trying to tell me. "That's NOT our cat!" What? Not our cat? You have heard of catch and release. I released seconds ahead of getting myself flayed open by a surprised, confused and pissed off feral cat!


That last part is a metaphor for my life. Mistaken identity. Holding on despite the obvious. Letting go just ahead of all hell breaking loose!


As if I need to borrow chaos, right?

Wee Hours of Friday Morning

Gratitude is a Thing of Beauty

I am grateful for the little fan that keeps me cool as I work from home.
I am grateful for the electricity that powers all of the amazing stuff that lights up the room, heats or cools the room, powers the laptop, heats the stove and cools the refrigerator. Electricity rocks.
I am grateful for water, hot and cold, running, thirst-quenching, life giving water.
I am grateful for the freedom to worship Jesus Christ with people who love me and who demonstrate the love of Christ in their lives.
I am grateful that I can sense another person's pain and, if God ordains, draw close to that person and share their pain and love them in their pain.
I am grateful that other people have shared my pain and loved me. They are the "way showers" in my life.
I am grateful for a pen with ink in it and a printer full of paper and a chair that sits well.
I am grateful for these and so many more things...so many more that I do not know when I would finish the telling.

The world is in turmoil. Each day I am confronted and challenged by the intensity of suffering that exists in our own small town.

I am grateful for the peace that passes all understanding.
I am grateful that His grace is sufficient.
I am grateful to have been set free. Once I was blind but now I see.

Time for bed. I am grateful I have a bed and a roof over my head!