I think we have all heard the expression ” I’ve got your back” I don’t know who originally said it but does it really matter? Someone is looking out for you.
This expression took on a whole new meaning for me this past week and so I reflect on it today. For those who know me I don’t have to tell you that challenges and have come and gone like a revolving door a Macy’s . We put one to bed and a new one presents itself.
I started a new chemo regimen last Friday. Of course they must tell you everything that could, should or might happen and they did. You have a choice. Worry, fret and think that every single side effect will inflict you body. Or… You can let the chips fall where they may. I might be a wee bit lazy so I decided to let em fall.
I had a talk with the Lord early one morning and told him there was something very important to me that would be happening this week. My Uncle is celebrating 80 wonderful years and a special party had been planned. I wanted to be there , to feel well , to go with my Mom. She is in a nursing home. God can’t grant a request if you don’t ask. ” God can I feel well this week? Can I not be nauseated, over tired? I got a shot this past Monday that they say will cause me pain and my bones to ache. Can we pass on that this week? I know Lord that your will is what prevails, give me the grace and the faith to accept whatever your answer is. Then there was a calm and a quiet that over took my heart and soul with a profound peace that even as a writer I have no words for.
Every day for the last few days things came up, from forgetting where I put something to having the strength to climb up the three stairs in to our kitchen. Brain cancer treatments have long term side effects and so do the steroids that treat any swelling you have. One of them is muscle weakness. I am working on that by doing a modified walking routine in my home. My son encouraged me to do things my way and so I am doing just that, doing what works for me to strengthen, it’s fun. I put my I phone in my husband’s docking station and move it for about 20 minutes, I am working up to 30 minutes. I open up the blinds and let the sun in and look out my windows as my neighbors race off to work. Since my balance is slightly off I look like a penguin waddling but it works, I love penguins so it seems appropriate for me. Although one morning my husband thought I looked more like an Eskimo when I was all bundled up heading out with my brother. Or could I be a Weeble?
Remember those toys? ” Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down”. You know variety is the spice of life. If we all walked runway models from Milan there would be no diversity in life.
What we ask for in prayer if we truly believe will be answered. What I whined about not being able to see the eagle’s next across the other side of the channel from us, God listen and said , pan those binoculars this way, there is was. We will have the special gift of watching a family emerge in the coming months. My husband saw an adult fly out of the nest last week, lucky duck. My day will come.
I think that funniest thing that happened this past week cannot be withheld, if it was a U Tube post it would go viral.
I was working on something in the living room and went to grab one of my new tech devices. i use a stylus, think magic want with a spongy tip to maneuver letters, numbers, you name it , it’s a breeze.
I broke a golden rule. There is a small whole on top of each device where the stylus tip goes in to secure it to what you are using so it doesn’t get lost or fall down between the sectional sofa, an abyss where things are hard to retrieve and often never found. The only small enough to get in between them is an elf’s hand or my teenage son who must have morphing capabilities. Of course I reached for my device and low and behold my lightening fast reflexes , okay this is where you laugh, were not fast enough and it fell down in to the unforgiving abyss. No!……. I was on my hands and knees to retrieve it. Reach, no luck. Change hands, take off cool bracelet my friend gave me so I wouldn’t ruin it. The bracelet says Grace on it by the way. To accept whatever God sends my way
Please help me get it back. There I was down in the commando pose with the recliner footrest up with my head underneath the couch. God said you know you might want to get your little flashlight. It’s in the bedroom. Okay suit yourself missy.
So….. I backed out slowly from underneath the couch and tried to decide which method would get me from the floor to a standing postilion? It was cross between a sloth, a bear and the downward dog. It worked. I did the penguin walk to the bedroom and got my light. I came back , assumed the position, again. I turned my beam of light on and there it was. I looked up and said, ” You made me go though all that to get this back? Yep he said. I answered your prayer my dear but I don’t always hand things, you worked for it. Now you’ll remember to keep the stylus attached won’t you? Lesson learned. If someone thinks that God doesn’t have a sense of humor had not met the one who watches over me. I’m sure he laughed a little at the predicament I gotten myself into.
I am happy to report that none of those side effects ever occurred. I had a great week with just a little fatigue. God answered my prayers and my Mom’s. I called her to tell her that I would be there to ride with her to the party, she had tears of joy. So did I .
Thanks God for watching my back. You do every day but you were especially attentive to me this past week. Bless you for having mercy on this penguin waddling cancer patient.
