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I started it, with bronchitis.
Then our daughter got an obnoxious cold.
During which time our little man came down with an ear infection, and picked up a week long virus to boot.
And now the daddy is under the weather, fever, cough, etc.
I’d invite you over, but we don’t want to share.
I’ve been sewing and poking fingers. I’m on to the last two rows across to quilt. And can I just say, remind me to never sew black thread on black squares, ever again. That is some brutally hard stitching to see and keep even. A whole lot of guessing where to put the needle went into those parts! The plaid is the fleece backing. I just keep it rolled up so I don’t have to sit with all that heaviness on my legs while it’s this hot. My whole family is anxious for me to finish because they each have a project for me to work on this month! Darn teachers getting pregnant!
Hope you have time to stitch this weekend too. Happy Labor Day.
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I’ve been seeing such beautifully colored fall quilts and wall hangings and table toppers…i am itching to stitch up a few leaves of my own. But I must get those stadium blankets done and I need to make a baby quilt pronto. My leaves will have to wait, but oh so hard to put it off.
Today we go to the specialist for our daughter and her concussion. Keep us in your thoughts today please. I’ll be back to update tonight.
So the injury is severe. She is not able to start school on time. And she is out of physical activity for much longer than she wants. And no driving practice for her license. A down girl is what I have. But she has shown improvement since the accident on the testing side of things. That is huge and goes towards a quicker recovery, as a young person, with an active brain, she should have no trouble fully recovering the Dr. said. I was so happy to hear this, because I miss her the way she used to be.
Last weekend we had the great privilege of traveling north of Syracuse to visit my dad at his temporary home in Lowville. He is a fill-in preacher there. There is some lovely architecture there, and if you follow my facebook you will have seen these photos. I just love the style of buildings. Most of these I took as I went on an early morning walk Saturday.
We also had to get our picture with the famous cow statue that stands near the front of the Philadelphia Cream Cheese Factory.
But the picture that should move you the most, is this one:
as I wrote on fb, there is nothing like being in an accident with your children. The truck with the door hanging open is my dads’. This is the view from the front seat of the ambulance that is holding my daughter in the back as a patient. The lady driving the back car ran a yellow, suspected of texting and driving, read-ending and smashing the car behind us, running it into us, and of course, us into the truck in front of us. My dad, his wife, myself, and my son were shaken but fine…my daughter hit her head on the back of the seat, the headrest in front of her, and the back seat again. She was instantly crying in anguish of being dizzy and her head “splitting open” in pain.
A few minutes later the firemen and paramedics had her on a backboard and in this ambulance. Leaving my son crying on the sidewalk with my dad, as off to the ER we went. Hours of tests and waiting. Finally released with what the doctor described as a mild to moderate concussion. Trip home on Sunday, triaged at our pediatricians on Monday, and seen on Thursday…results are quite different. It is a five out of five for severe concussion. As a student athlete she received baseline testing for head injury through the school in May. Our pediatrician uses the same testing and compared the results. In grading terms, she went from a B+ to an incomplete. Physically, she is fine. Emotionally, she is a wreck. She can’t drive, watch prolonged periods of tv, listen to long periods of music, use her phone, play on the computer, go to cheer practice, and light and loud or sudden sounds trigger migraines, she has a constant mid-grade headache, and her eyes are a bit blurry. She may not be able to start school next Monday. And no school means she can’t even show up for her extra-curriculars.
Pray people, if you would. This is going to be a slow return to our bright and bubbly girl. The doctor was extremely vague in any kind of timeline for healing. Months were mentioned. A specialist has been contacted for an appointment. A seemingly random situation has darkened the end of our summer. But not without much thanksgiving – we were in the big sturdy truck of my dad and not the little car – we weren’t the first ones hit, so not the hardest impact (the person behind us cracked their windshield with her forehead!) – we were not too close to the truck in front of us so that the damage to dad’s was minimal – we were three blocks to a hospital – no one else in the car was hurt beyond bruising and stiffness – the list goes on and on.
Pray for her healing, for the doctors treating her, and for her baby brother to not have dreams about it anymore, and for me and her dad to have wisdom in making some tough choices for her medical care and immediate concerns like school, cheer, and even church attendance. (We go to a church with contemporary music – remember I mentioned light and sound sensitivity).
I want to be more involved in a church. I don’t say our church, because we are still in the looking around stages. We are giving this one a real try though, and I volunteered to help out in a children’s class. But it isn’t my one hearts desire to be there, it’s a need I can meet. My desire is to be crafty with other ladies, in a small group, with a devotion, at least twice a month. I have tried without success to find such a group here. Two doors were shut as I looked this month. My heart is screaming out that there must be others like me who are not plugged in somewhere and would love to be charitable. I don’t even care if they don’t know how to sew…any hand crafts would be welcome…or someone who loves to iron, cut, sort…I need a prayer boost that either a group would open or start by September…or I would be led to one somewhere else.
Deadlines? I know we aren’t to impose our will. I need clear direction though. Either I stay and get fed or I go find a table. I am not a leader! I don’t feel at all that I am being asked to lead. I am in a season where I need to be hugged and held and given too. I went through a time where I needed to be in charge – and things did not work out for any member of our family. Clearly not my calling.
Please boost my needs in prayer.
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So I was reading some older posts on friendships from one of my favorite bloggers and came across this quote: “If someone doesn’t love you for who you are but instead wants you to be who they want you to be, that’s a good sign that they aren’t a true friend”
and it really set me to thinking about the people in my life who are treating me this way. I’ve been on this mission to figure how to be a better friend, when all along, it wasn’t me at all. It was me trying to be a people-pleaser, and not having a true give and take friendship. The post on Money Saving Mom goes on to talk about things that show whether you are being taken advantage of, or are in a true friendship. She has a companion post that talks about friendships being an encouragement. And having a small, close “inner circle” of friends you would give anything for, and who would do the same for you. Those who would sacrifice their time, money, and resources at the drop of a hat for you, and you for them. With no guilt, no strings, no mention of what I’ve done for you or what have you done for me.
I have a handful of people I can truly call friends, and I am certain I do not tell them often enough how much they bring to my life. I hope to change that before the end of the year. And I have a host of the first type of ‘friend’ the quote describes, who are not authentic, not true friends. And that will be harder to change than saying thank you.