05.27.19 Memorial Day Tribute to the fallen Heroes of the 1st Battalion, 155th Infantry of the Mississippi National Guard

The soldiers who serve in our United States Military are the bravest, most giving, honorable, strong, and best men and women I know. Not that we need any other reason to honor those who’ve sacrificed their lives in the name of freedom, but Congress has given us one anyway. Lawmakers on Capitol Hill created the National Moment of Remembrance to be observed every Memorial Day at 3 p.m. local time. It’s one minute we should all take to pay tribute to those who have given their lives to protect and defend our nation.

I’d like to specifically honor today the young men who gave their lives in the Iraq war in 2005 at FOB Iskandariyah with the 1st Battalion, 155th Infantry Regiment, 155th. The information below comes from the Mississippi Rifles web page. Our oldest son served with these men and I can still remember the grief we felt when he told us about each of them when they died.

Freedom Is Not Free

…in memory of our fallen comrades

Sergeant Robert Shane Pugh Headquarters Company, 1-155th Infantry

Specialist Robert McNail Bravo Company, 150th Engineers

Sergeant Timothy Osbey Headquarters Company, 1-155th Infantry

Specialist Joseph Rahaim Alpha Company, 1-155th Infantry

Staff Sergeant Saburant Parker Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

Specialist Daniel R. Varnado Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

Specialist Bryan E. Barron Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

Corporal Audrey D. Lunsford Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

Major Gregory Fester Bravo Company, 490th Civil Affairs

Captain Lowell Thomas Miller II Headquarters Company, 1-155th Infantry

1st Lieutenant Robert C. Oneto-Sikorski Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

One of the displays after two of these soldiers were killed in Iraq.

06.02.17 One last look – well not really!

Friday, June 2, 2017 – This was originally put together the day before I was taken to the hospital by ambulance on Thursday, May 4th for the bleeding ulcer. We thought we were leaving to see Route 66 on Monday, May 8th. But no, we’re still home enjoying all the beauty we are blessed to live in on Rohner Road in Amite. Here’s the blog as I wrote it that day with a few little updates.  I ask a couple of questions about blueberries and satsumas.  If you have knowledge about that please let me know!!

One last look around Chauvin’s RV Resort in Amite, Louisiana before getting back on the road.

This is truly the nicest and prettiest RV Resort we have ever, or will ever stay in! I walked around the property Saturday snapping some photos of our flowers, our relaxation area, fruit trees and pond. While I love sharing this with ya’ll, it’s actually for us to look back on while we’re gone so we don’t forget how wonderful “home” is!

Roy getting ready for one last ride at home on his shiny new mini motorbike!

Roy dug dirt out from under our storage building. it seems to need this about once a year since every rain pushes dirt down the hill under the storage building.

He took four wheelbarrow loads up the hill, near the house, and spread it out hoping to help grass grow in that space. It’s been wonderful being home a little longer into the spring this year and getting to see our flowers bloom and bushes grow. These photos are from the areas immediately around our motor home we are blessed to enjoy every day.

 

On our way down to and next to the pond are our blueberries, figs, satsumas and other beautiful space.  We have a total of 5 blueberries growing on our 8 bushes.  Pretty sure that’s not right.  Any tips on growing blueberry bushes that produce more, please pass them along.  We have not seen birds eating them so I don’t think that’s the problem.  They may not be getting as much sunshine because of the abundance of oak trees in that area.  Is that the problem????  UPDATE:  Good news is we’ll be here when those 5 ripen!!!

One of the newest amenities at Chauvin’s RV Resort – our lovely hammock! This may not look like much but it is a wonderfully peaceful addition! From here on I was walking away from where our RV, Dora, lives down towards the pond.  

This was transplanted from the side of the house and is coming out great!

The older fig tree and the one passenger hammock.

The younger fig tree.

The three satsuma trees.  There is only one satsuma on those three trees.  What do they need to produce more or is it just not time for them to start making fruit? Looking back up towards the house and our motor home from the side of the pond.

I’ll probably be out taking more pictures when we finally do get to get back on the road in late June!

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06.01.17 Much cuter elbow, MRI, and Bessie the Cow!

Tuesday, May 30th we went to Dr. Chiasson for the fourth visit to check on my previously ugly elbow which is now much cuter. Last Friday when I went for the third time, it was better but still swollen,hot and painful to touch or move. They drained it again last Friday after much discussion and a big decision by me to pull my big girl britches up and do it. What they drained was so ugly they sent it off for a culture again. I didn’t have to be taken out in a wheelchair this time so that’s improvement. They added a second antibiotic to the mix to hopefully kick this things butt!!!

Today’s appointment with Dr. Chiasson went well. Roy and I were twins wearing pink shirts and black pants. We’re cute like that!!

Doctor found no heat in the elbow, some swelling and I was having no pain!!! After talking about options, I chose to not have it drained again but let the two antibiotics do their thing. He ordered blood work to check on things from that standpoint. I was able to go directly there to Quest for the bloodletting and got that done.

After that we went by Chip’s work, Bill Hood Nissan, for one of his special hugs. Since I was feeling good we went to Cici’s Pizza and enjoyed ourselves! He told me he thinks I looked younger which was such an uplifting comment. That boy sure knows how to make his mama feel better!

This photo is from the second visit to Dr. Chiasson – the day I saw all three doctors. Roy caught me trying to get some rest between visits.

This was from last Friday. I chose not to show the very up close photo as I may lose followers.

This is today’s cuter elbow. Again I won’t show the very up close photo but you can see from this it’s looking better. It’s gone from swollen above my elbow down to my fingers so much that I had no wrinkles. Now I have wrinkles, yes I am happy about having elbow, and all is healing! This was the first Dr. Chiasson appointment about my elbow. I’ve surely come a long way!!!

Now to switch back to the bleeding ulcer, low iron issue. A couple of days ago I bent over outside to put a light weight flag in the ground. Upon standing upright I got very lightheaded and had to hang on to Roy for a while. It got better but that prompted me to call Dr. Valdes to get an appointment to see him and not wait 3 more weeks till my scheduled appointment. He had an opening Wednesday at 1 pm so we scooped it up and went. On Tuesday, we asked the elbow doctor, Dr. Chiasson, if the lightheadedness could in anyway be associated with the staph infection. He did not believe it was because of my lack of other symptoms that would point to that.

Dr. Valdes has again proven to be an outstanding doctor. We went to see him yesterday, Wednesday, and after a good long talk he ordered several tests. Because my lightheadedness has been something I’ve had for at least a year (but certainly not at the level I have it now) he did not think the low iron would cause that. The blood tests from Dr. Chiasson shows that’s very close to normal limits. He focused on looking into any changes in my brain and any heart issues.

He ordered an MRI of my brain which I had at 3pm yesterday. Roy was able to stand outside the door and take a photo of me before going into the machine. My head is enclosed in this picture. The technician told him he couldn’t come inside the room because the magnet is always on and it could suck his camera right into it! I have claustrophobic issues with MRIs but they most kindly gave me great sedation and I almost fell asleep in the MRI!

A heart holter monitor was ordered which I can pick up on Tuesday the 6th. I’ve never had any experience with one of those monitors so I am looking forward to learning about it. A carotid artery test and an echocardiogram will be scheduled by the hospital Waiting to hear from them.

My blood pressure was again great!!!!! They checked it in the office when I was laying down, while sitting and while standing up. All good! Roy ordered online a new blood pressure monitor that doesn’t require pumping up, just push a button. After a recent lightheaded episode he took my blood pressure and it was quite good! Yay for having good medical high spots! Can’t get much better than 120/76!!!!

The MRI of my brain was done mostly to look for for new circulation issues. They got the results and just called me saying there has been no change in that respect. I have known documented circulation problems in my brain but at least that hasn’t grown worse.

We are enjoying a nice day staying home today – all day! I dream of a world where we don’t see doctors all the time and I can just walk or run around anywhere I want without worry! I ventured out a tiny little bit today to pick blackberries. Didn’t go but maybe 50 feet from our motorhome but it was wonderful. I’ve been so cautious the last few weeks in taking every step slowly not walking around without Roy holding my arm and mostly just sitting on the sofa. This is not the way I want to live so I’ll still remain cautious but want to build up my ability to get around. We have two baseball games for our only grandson on Saturday the 10th and it is now my goal to be okay enough to go to see him play.

My first goal is to get to church again this Sunday. I don’t want to share quite yet but this coming Sunday is a monumental day in the life of Trinity Baptist Church. I always want to be in church but this is such a special Sunday I can’t wait!!!

Yesterday we noticed that one of our neighbor’s cows (across the road) had been sitting down in the same position since the day before. I named her Bessie and we started keeping an eye on her because we were concerned. Roy texted the owner of that property and he said he’d send someone to check on her.

When we came home from the doctor and hospital yesterday there was a big John Deere tractor like thing next to her. Roy talked to the man who said they think she’s just old and has arthritis and was resting. She stayed there over night but this morning we saw her up and around a little. Lots of their other cows came to visit her and she sat back down kind of enjoying their visit. She’s since then gotten up and quite slowly made her way off to where we can’t see her.

That concludes my health update and neighbor’s cow update!

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05.29.17 Memorial Day Tribute to the fallen HEROS of the 155th Heavy Brigade Combat Team of the Mississippi National Guard

Reposted from 2013: The soldiers who serve in our United States Military are the bravest, most giving, honorable, strong, and best men and women I know. The video below is called “So God Made A Soldier” by aspiring Naval Officer Benjamin Morse. It was featured during the 2013 Super Bowl and caught my attention then. This Memorial Day I hope you will watch and listen to the meaningful words of this young soldier.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XVeLYJTF2bk

My own family has many generations of men who served in the military, all of whom I love and am very proud of. My daddy Leroy, husband Roy, uncles and cousins have served. Our oldest son who requested his name not be used served in the Army from the time he got out of high school until around four years ago, resigning his commission as a Captain.

In 2005, our oldest son served a tour of duty in Iraq at FOB Iskandariyah with the 1st Battalion, 155th Infantry Regiment, 155th Heavy Brigade Combat Team of the Mississippi National Guard. I feel that the military was greatly responsible for making him the man he is. He acquired and developed leadership and mission management qualities that later transferred to his civilian project management work. freedomOur oldest son has achieved much in his 34 (now 37) years but his military service is something I shall always be extremely proud of him for. While over there he spread the gospel of Christ to the other soldiers and provided Bibles to the Iraqis in their native language.

I’d like to specifically honor today those young men who paid the ultimate price for our freedom, the fallen soldiers from that tour of duty in 2005. The information below come from the Mississippi Rifles web page. I can still remember our oldest son telling us about each of them when they died.

Freedom Is Not Free

…in memory of our fallen comrades

Sergeant Robert Shane Pugh Headquarters Company, 1-155th I,nfantry

Specialist Robert McNail Bravo Company, 150th Engineers

Sergeant Timothy Osbey Headquarters Company, 1-155th Infantry

Specialist Joseph Rahaim Alpha Company, 1-155th Infantry

Staff Sergeant Saburant Parker Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

Specialist Daniel R. Varnado Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

Specialist Bryan E. Barron Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

Corporal Audrey D. Lunsford Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

Major Gregory Fester Bravo Company, 490th Civil Affairs

Captain Lowell Thomas Miller II Headquarters Company, 1-155th Infantry

1st Lieutenant Robert C. Oneto-Sikorski Charlie Company, 1-155th Infantry

One of the displays after two soldiers were killed in Iraq.

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05.27.17 The real secret sauce when life, parenting, & people are hard, by Ann VosKamp

Saturday, May 27, 2017 –  If you’ve been reading our blog for a while you’ve probably picked up on the fact that Ann VosKamp’s website, A Holy Experience, is one of my favorite source of inspiration and I think very highly of her writing.  Today’s blog immediately struck me as something young mother’s should read.  I remember the challenges of raising little ones in this world.  Ann has several children and the honesty of her writing may help someone.  Feel free to pass this along to someone you care for.

These two sentences below are found way down in the article but the importance of the message made me copy it and include it here so you don’t miss it.

It’s his eyes — if you’ve put the fear of yourself into a child, how is there room for the joy of the Lord? Joy isn’t an optional feature to the Christian life — it’s the vital feature of the Christian life.

I highly encourage everyone to go to her site, spend some time there.  You will be blessed!

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Back then I said I’d never be like him.

I slammed doors to punctuate the point and to make sure my dad knew it.

You can be tall and 15 and think you know a lot of things.

And you don’t think about growing old and looking squishy around the middle and telling teenagers to just, please, turn out the lights.

You don’t think about how you can open your mouth and let the sharp side of your tongue tear the innards out of a soul —-

and there’s no way you can stuff the whole bloody mess back.

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I don’t know how it happened exactly.

Or maybe the truth rightly stated is — I really don’t want to remember.

How we were late, 35 minutes late, and when I got in the van they were all waiting, all 7 of them, waiting and squashed close in a mini-van that’s far too mini for lanky Dutch teenagers.

And early summer heat and and a clock ticking loud and, one late mother who can flare into this wide-eyed, wild agoraphobia when facing hours of finger food and paper plates and BBQ small talk with absolute strangers.

It got ugly.

A kid hadn’t ironed his shirt.

Over the course of a whole hour and ten minutes of hunting down socks and doing up hair and scouring for one battered croc — and telling my jangled it’s-time-to-go-nerves a dozen times that all fear is fraud and nowhere on earth is beyond the reach of God — I had told the boy at least 5 times, that he really did have to iron that shirt.

And then, 35 minutes late, he’s in the van looking like he’s rolled with a bunch of wombats to Timbuktu and back.

Maybe I should have shrugged the shoulders?

Maybe I should have said it didn’t matter, let’s just go? But I had asked him – five times. More like 5.8975 times and in this insistent, your-mama-she-means-business-voice.

So, to a van full of the waiting and the hot and the frustrated, I say No Ma’am. No ma’am, we are not going like that. Back into the house and you have. to. iron. that. shirt.

And the kid starts wailing. At mock pitch levels. Like I’d just announced an imminent amputation of a necessary limb or the banning of all birthdays for the rest of his breathing existence.

And every nerve ending in this highly sensitive body is already feeling unraveled and gory and I don’t even want to go to this thing and I feel the iron weight of time and kids and expectations all pressing down on the lung and his howl is jet thunder in the frayed veins.

And I turn hard toward the bawling kid.

Out.

I’m not proud that I can hiss.

Here’s, right here, it’d be real convenient to claim I wasn’t thinking straight, that some tightening screw had somewhere loosened….

But it’s been said and I’ve laid up nights, thinking about it, and it’s true and I say it like this: No matter the jarring, a jar of fresh water can’t spill filthy water. When you’re upset, you upset what’s really in you. 

I grab the boy’s arm and lean in close to his face. His wracking sobs are hot and hard in my face.

And I’m gnawing. Gnawing on the side of lip, pulling on my mouth like I’m trying to hold something back, like I’m trying to chew through to something better than this – better than him.

How can you have held the child that came from you as an ember of very heaven and then glare blind angry and stomp him right out? Who can look into a child and forget miracle?

Me — the amnesiac mother who forgets holy all the time.

I lean in and over, gnaw like a wild thing, and the kid pulls back and wracks it out like this haunt — like this high and holy haunt.

“When … you… do… that…” His shoulders heave, chocking back all this heart water right undammed.

“When… you… chew… your lip like that?” He wipes his face with the back of his arm. “You … look… just… like… Grandpa Morton.”

And there’s no air in my lungs.

I’ve caved, in a moment everything’s caved.

Like him? Like my Dad? 

It’s like a flashing supernova, the look in a child’s eyes and there’s a flaring mirror and you see you are everything you’d said you’d never become.

You can become everything that once undid you.

I’m right tipped, upset and know who I really am and what really spills, and here is why I’ll never stop being a grace beggar, a wild Cross-clinger.

“Please… Don’t… Do… That…” The poor child can’t stop the heaving of his shoulders, his heart.

I’m undone now — undammed.

And feeling so damned.

How can grace get a hold of you — when the past won’t let go of you? 

How do you leave a legacy different than the one you’ve been left? That’s what I’ve got to gnaw through to. How do you mangle the ones you love most?

“Sor…ry… Mama… didn’t… mean… to make you… cry.” And he’s the one who can’t stop.

And I kneel down and let go of his arm. And I hold his face. That’s what I should have done, done right at the beginning. What would happen in a world where anger was your flag to reach out and cup a face?

He looks so scared and wrung and thin — every child’s a thin place.  I see God.

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And that’s what comes:

If you don’t fight for joy, it’s your children who lose.

What do I want my children to remember — my joy in clean floors, made beds and ironed shirts — or my joy of the Lord?

You will be most remembered — by what brought you most joy.The joy of the Lord is your strength and the person of Christ is your unassailable joy – and the battle for joy is nothing less than fighting the good fight of faith.

His cheeks in my palms, they’re so white, so wet.

It’s his eyes — if you’ve put the fear of yourself into a child, how is there room for the joy of the Lord?Joy isn’t an optional feature to the Christian life — it’s the vital feature of the Christian life.

Battle for joy or lose your life.Or other’s lose theirs.

And I whisper sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry… and hold hold his face close.  I tell the boy I know nothing yet, nothing.

Every ungracious moment means someone doesn’t fully yet understand grace.

And the boy crumbles into me and I hold onto him and a forgiveness I’ll never deserve and there’s a grace that can hold us, that can mold us, the way joy can bend you soft at all the joints.

And I murmur it into the thick of his hair — that even now He can still make us like Him.

The boy touches my cheek like a flag waving yes.

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05.26.17 Announcing “Search My Blog” and a Health Update

Friday, May 26, 2017 – Have you ever wanted to find something you remember reading on my blog to share with a friend?  Well maybe not everyone has wanted to do that, but now, everyone can do this!  My always brilliant and helpful hubby discovered how to add this feature to the Dora and the Explorer blog and now it is available! One of our most read blog posts is about our RV purchasing adventure involving the local SWAT Team in Conroe, Texas back in 2012.  This new feature makes finding that blog post super easy – “easy peasy” like my boss Curtis likes to say!  Just type Conroe (less is always better when trying to search for something, instead of typing in Conroe, Texas) and it will quickly find the two blog posts related to that memorable day!

On Dora’s main page to the right you’ll see this.  Click on the image if you want to enlarge it:

Another nifty feature you can explore is “Follow.”  To access this feature scroll down, looking on the right hand side of the page till you see this!

This feature is exactly as explained.  If you want to receive an email notification when Dora publishes a new post, you can!  Just enter your email address and respond to the confirmation email you will receive.  Easy Peasy, Right??

Health Update: I am really ready to get back to continuous good health.  I return to the orthopedic doctor today for them to check my swollen, painful elbow.  The swelling is significantly down but still exists.  My hand and arm are no longer swollen like a balloon and for that I say “Thank You God!”  We ventured out yesterday to drive around our area and just see somethings.  We stopped at Dollar General for some bread and after a few minutes there I had to go back to the car.  Felt awful the rest of the evening.  Between passing out, hitting my elbow on the door, spending days in the hospital to find out I have a large bleeding ulcer, coming home quite happy, then within days arm and elbow swelling up, draining twice (culture showing Staph infection) causing excruciating pain followed by a few days of good feeling mixed with times of not good, I am ready for all this to be over. I have a 1:45 pm appointment today to see Dr. Chiasson, orthopedic doctor.  I am praying they do not have to drain it again since it is still swollen.  I may ask for anesthesia if they do – ya’ll think I’m kidding, I’m not.

Yesterday morning I felt like the iron medicine, stomach healing medicine and antibiotic was starting to do their work but yesterday evening it all left.  I have so little strength but was trying to carry on with most of my usual responsibilities around here.  Roy has had to take over and I appreciate so much his willingness to do that.  I’ve decided that if I don’t feel considerably better by next week I will go back to Dr. Valdes instead of waiting a month to see him again.

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05.23.17 Wow, everything changed!

Tuesday, May 23,201 – I’m fairly certain some of ya’ll wish I’d stop talking about medical problems.  I wish I could stop. Last Friday I had my elbow drained of a lot of fluid that was making it swell and was very painful.  They did a culture.  Remember all that?

My elbow swolle back up Sunday and was extremely painful, so as soon as the orthopedic doctor, Dr. Chiasson, opened this morning I made an appointment to see him.  I already had followup hospital appointments with the gastroenterologist and my primary care doctor for today.  I was so hopeful we could get back on the road tomorrow, which is now Wednesday, but all three doctors told me no way today. Once I got the appointment made I went back to bed because the pan was so bad I couldn’t function.  I took one of Roy’s pain medicines which helped very little.

The first visit at 2 pm was with Dr. Booth, gastroenterologist.  He said my ulcer was very large and the inflammation in my esophagus was very bad.  He also said that the ulcer is mostly like the results from years of taking anti-inflammatory medicine for arthritis.  I’ve been off the Naproxen, anti-inflammatory, since being in the hospital over two weeks ago and my body joints are screaming at me every day. I truly didn’t realize how much relief they were giving me until now.  He ordered a follow up endoscopy and colonoscopy for June 22nd at his endoscopy center in Hammond. He said I have to stay off of naproxen and Plavix (taken to prevent more TIAs)  until the June 22nd tests at which time he said I probably would be put on Celebrex which seems to not be so harsh.    I wasn’t happy when Roy asked the doctor to not let me leave town and even more unhappy when the doctor said no.  The next doctor was my orthopedic doctor.  After that visit I knew there was no way we should leave.

Dr. Chiasson, orthopedic doctor’s appointment time was 3pm.  He said the culture of the fluid from Friday showed staph infection was growing.  He talked about admitting me to the hospital but decided with other health issues going on he’d try strong oral antibiotics and pain medicines.   There were two antibiotics that the staph culture showed a sensitivity to were Doxycycline and Clindymicin. Draining the fluid today was incredibly painful, much worse than Friday,  The fluid was a much larger volume and cloudy instead of clear like it was Friday.  Today’s draining was so painful I had to lay down on the table to stop from passing out.  That started me crying which didn’t stop until the next doctor’s visit.  I consider myself a strong woman but being in pain it was just too much.  They gave me some Coca-Cola and I laid down on the patient table for a while, then the nurse took me out to the car in a wheelchair.  I have a follow up apt for this Friday but they kept stressing, as did my primary care doctor, that if the pain or swelling gets any worse to not wait till Friday to come right back in.

Finally the last doctor was my regular primary care doctor, Hugo Valdes at 4:15.  I am always happy and up beat when I go to him but today was sobbing and sobbing.  He has a very calming nature and not long into the visit I was feeling much better.  He got back the blood test results from last Friday and my iron  is only 34 which the normal range is 55–160 µg/dL.  He called in a prescription for Poly-Iron and talked to me about everything saying its just been too much all at one time.  He wants to see me after I have the endoscopy and colonoscopy and hopefully I’ll be good enough then for us to get on the road that day or the next.  Another month home isn’t the end of the world and I just have to suck it up, rest more, and take care of myself. I know God will have me back to normal as soon as possible!

Both Dr. Chiasson and Dr. Valdes told me if anything gets worse or red streaks go up or down from my elbow I am to get to the hospital quickly. Just took my temperature for the second time today.  Earlier it was 98.6m, this time it is 99.8.  My normal temperature is 97.6. If it doesn’t go away in the morning I’ll go to the hospital. 

I worried that having appointments at 2pm, 3pm, and 4:15 might not work but God knew I needed it all done and got us to each one on time!

The antibiotics, pain medicine and year prescription of Protonix (medicine to heal ulcer that I’ve been on since I arrived at the hospital almost three weeks ago) were picked up yesterday.  Roy went back this morning to get the Poly-Iron tablets. I don’t know if it was the pain medicine or what but my sleep last night was quite strange.  You know how sometimes when you’re not sleeping for long periods you wake up and it’s only 30 minutes later, well last night it was 2 to 5 minutes all night.   Very very strange sleep.  I need the pain medicine desperately but if tonight is like that again I will try taking only Tylenol. Update: Before going to sleep Tuesday night my fever went up.  Spoke to Dr. who said to add Tylenol to the medicines I’m taking and if it goes up higher I will need to go to the hospital.  After a great night’s sleep I woke up to perfect temperature and feeling well rested!  Praise God for small happinesses!

Today I went outside for about 30 minutes to enjoy the beautiful outdoor air.  On my way outside I noticed that at the bottom of the right windshield we recently had installed was lots of water that must have come in from the overnight rain storms we had.  Roy called Jeff who installed the windshield and he is on his way here to check it out.  It took a couple of visits to get that plugged up but we think we are good to go with that now!

After all the fun from yesterday I was very convinced that leaving on Wednesday of this week was not going to work for us.  I have reservations to cancel and have reconciled that I have to rest more so that when we are finally given the go ahead to get back on the road I am well in more aspects enough to do so!  This gives us more time to be with our sons, their wives, and our grandchildren!  If I am feeling good enough by early June we may be attending the John F Kennedy Senior High school 45th reunion.  that was a typo about the 45th reunion!  I couldn’t possible be that old! I’d like to go to one of our Coast to Coast local RV Resorts for a couple of weeks during this time.  We’ll see, but for now we will not be leaving tomorrow morning!

Since we thought we were leaving tomorrow, Wednesday, we went to church with Chip’s family at Soul’s Harbor.  Here all the Ponchatoula/Amite Chauvins (except Madisyn) in church Sunday morning.

Maybe we can go to church with our oldest son’s family when I am feeling better! There is nothing like sitting in a worship service with your family worshiping the Lord!  Maybe the Ponchatoula and Baton Rouge Chauvins could join us at Trinity one Sunday.  Maybe we can fit a day of Chauvin family fun in at our home in Amite b before we leave town!!!

Last and certainly not least is all the caring Roy has done for me.  He is outside frying fish right now which is something he’s very good at.  He’s done some laundry, brought me something to drink a few times and is being very loving.  I thank God for the man he put in the football stands at Tad Gormley Stadium in New Orleans’ City Park when I was only 16.  He was dating one of my good friends so it was hands off for a while.   The next year they  broke up and we started dating.  God knew then, just like he knows now, that we were meant to be together!

Ya’ll come back now, ya’ hear!

 

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