On Wednesday I lost Jakey. I didn't really LOSE him...I just...temporarily couldn't locate him. ;)
It was just moments after finding him asleep on the floor, under the bar and barstools (which I had passed a zillion times in panic, screaming his name) that my mom called and said that my neice, Lilly, was being taken to the hospital. Lilly's a tiny thing- only 8 years old and her blood sugar levels were above 600. She has been in the hospital since Wednesday and has been diagnosed with Type I Diabetes. She's such a trooper though! Much braver than her Aunt Cass, the trypanophobic spazz.
So, as if that's NOT ENOUGH. On Thursday morning, while my mom is at the hospital with Lilly....my father falls off a roof. A support joist cracked beneath him and he came down with a thump. My nerves just didn't seem they could take much more. I'm so grateful that our lifelong friend, Dale, was there with my dad and was able to assist him. Dad is fine. Lilly is fine and Jake is found. However, my nerves are still a little frayed.
I started going to the gym last week. I've gone steadily now for 2 weeks. I can see where a person could become obcessive about weighing and measuring (not that I have) but all the same- it would be a tempting pleasure to see yourself melt away inch by inch. Instead, I'm only measuring once a month. That way it's one big Oreo milkshake worthy celebration! :)
In addition to starting at the gym I also started a portrait class. So far we've had two classes with two hands-on workshop type of outings. I'm really enjoying the series and meeting new people.
Our annual campmeeting is in two weeks; which means my VBS plans need to be wrapped up and ready to roll. Yikes.
Gabe will be 17 in just 2 or so weeks. :( This mommy doesn't adjust well. Oh the drama that goes on within me. Knowing I have to let go and let him experience things for himself- but the inbred nature of a mother that holds on so fiercly. It's one of those things that your mind knows but your heart can't comprehend.
I've got to get ready to go. Have a blessed weekend. Pictures are soon to come. ;)
Shine All Your Light,
Cass
Oh my goodness, Cass.....I SO know what you are talking about with the spazzing out/nerve fraying thing. I do not handle that kind of drama well at all. I go from relaxed to "Panic mode on steroids" within seconds at the mere thought of losing my child! I have been seen running around, drooling, hair sticking out in 12 different directions, with a blank look in my eyes while screaming at the top of my lungs over much less than that. I'm so glad you found Jakey and that your Dad is okay. What a blessing your niece got help before it was too late! How scary! Did they know about the diabetes before this, or is this brand new?
ReplyDeleteGood for you on the exercise thing.....I can get obsessed too, but I'm either all obsessed or totally NOT....there....at.....all. LOL.
I can't believe Gabe is that old! I hear you on the struggle in your heart at the thought of letting him go too. That is TOUGH.
(((hugs)))) and prayers, for a stress-less week! I wish we lived closer. I'd come share your oreo brownie, even if you didn't lose any inches!:) Blessings to you, dear Cass!