June 27 - “ain’t for the faint … of heart”

Chris started her home exercises for that shoulder rehab. It was obviously painful, but she was determined to do them. And to do them right. I gotta say … I think I’m way better as a coach than I am as a nurse or hairdresser. Chris may disagree with that one. Perhaps I am just equally mediocre …

Sigh. Yes. She had yet another appointment yesterday. This one was with the sleep doctor. Just her yearly check-in so she can get supplies for her c-pap. 

We had a brief scare when we checked in. They had no record of her appointment. Didn’t even make the screen. Chris was desperately reaching for her purse to show them the email confirmation, when the clerk  finally located it on a different screen altogether. Whew. That would have been a 30 minute drive into Texas for nothing. 

Speaking of “for nothing,” all we ended up doing was re-filling out paperwork and chatting for a minute or two. But that’s all it took. Supplies renewed for another year. Check.

We stopped by the LaMarque Vaughan house on the way home. Jachin and Micah and Ezra were engaged in a hot game of TV golf when we arrived. At one point it magically transformed into bowling. Hmm. The joys of video gaming … I guess. Kel got home after a while. He had been at a training session for his Krav Maga (however you spell it) black belt. Guess it’s a good thing. Although he did get bit. Yep. Actually bit. With human teeth and everything. Krav Maga just ain’t for the faint … of heart. 

‭‭Colossians‬ ‭3‬:‭2‬ says, Set your minds on what is above, not on what is on the earth.

Father, be with Chris as she gets into her exercises. Ease the pain and spasms. Amen. 

June 26 - “Moments of obvious discomfort”

Back at it again. Chris had physical therapy this time. Actually it was technically the “initial visit,” even though she had the same therapist who had been working with her for several weeks  before the. “Big injury.” But I guessed there was another boatload of paperwork to get filled out and filed. 

Yep on the paperwork. But on a more progressive note, she showed us a series of exercises Chris needs to be doing. They looked a little tough, but Chris steeled herself and powered through. She had some moments of “obvious discomfort,” but she handled it. Now she gets to do those exercises every day. Oh, and before we left she made eight more appointments over the next few weeks to go back and see them again and again. Yay!

Food update over the last few days:

Bonnie and David made the long journey from the Mexican food place in Jamaica Beach. Messy nachos and chicken soup. 

Kel stopped by while we were gone and left a treat in the fridge. Christina had made them some taco soup and saved some back for us. 

Sandy brought over some Koop’s barbecue. Even let us taste a piece of her pork belly. Wait. I don’t mean Sandy has a pork belly. I mean she ordered some for herself and gave us a taste. It was really good. Best pig I’ve had in a long time. 

And now … not to be deterred … today we continue the doctor appointment array with the sleep doc. Gotta get some replacement parts for her c-pap machine, and they are insisting on a face-to-face first. Here we go. 

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭34‬:‭18‬ says, The Lord is near the brokenhearted; He saves those crushed in spirit.

Father, bless all of our food angels. Amen. 

June 25 - “Sympathy Stab”

Chris felt up to a walk again yesterday. In fact, she’s definitely, definitively, clinically stir-crazy. We added part of a street to our route this time, so half a mile. Point 55 / mile. Five tenths and a little bit. Whichever one sounds longest to you. I was just proud of her for finishing. 

Oh! I forgot to mention my sympathy stab. The other day I was trying to cut Freddy’s pills in half. We have one of those hotsy-totsy pill cutters, but it just wouldn’t work. In my efforts to repair it, my finger slipped and managed to find the cutting blade. It was the tip of my finger, so I didn’t really feel it (thanks, neuropathy), but boy did it bleed (thanks baby aspirin). We ended up wrapping it like I was a mummy or something just to stop the bleeding. 

And yes … it was my dominant hand. Hence, “The Sympathy Stab.” Now, between us we have full use of two left hands. Made it interesting when I had to tie everybody’s shoes. 

Yesterday afternoon was another doctor appointment. Well, there wasn’t exactly a doctor involved per se. It was the CT scan of her lungs. They were trying to locate and identify a rogue nodule that had appeared in the ER chest x-ray. She was not exactly excited about a scan anyway. Not only is she claustrophobic, but the spectre of cancer hovers over her.

And to have to do it with her arm all slinged up made it particularly scary. 

As it turned out, the whole thing only took about ten minutes. I mean from the time we checked in to the time we were almost back to the car. Amazing. Now we wait for results. 

‭‭Romans‬ ‭8‬:‭18‬ says, For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is going to be revealed to us.

Father, thank you for that blessing of a ten minute CT. Amen. 

June 24 - “In stitches”

Yesterday was Chris’ big follow-up appointment with the surgeon. And in a nutshell, all looked good to him. He told her to do the physical therapy he ordered (passive only for four weeks), and then come back in a month to check in. Oh, and he said he would handle her knee, but only after we get done with the whole shoulder “experience.”

The nurse (at least I think he was a nurse) was a real hoot. He came in to take out the stitches. And he had us “in stitches.” He also adjusted the sling so that it is a lot more comfortable. I would call it a successful visit. 

Speaking of successful visits, we stopped by Nathan’s on the way home. Of course April was at work, but he and Cailyn were both there. Nathan was interested in all the goings-on with the surgeon. And through a text message (not sure who initiated it), April wanted to know what we knew about the CT scan today on Chris’ chest to check out that nodule that appeared on the ER x-ray. I really appreciate the way those kiddos of ours show they care.

So, here we go. Next phase. Chest CT. Deep breath …

‭‭Amos‬ ‭5‬:‭24‬ says, But let justice flow like water, and righteousness, like an unfailing stream.

Father, thanks for those kids of ours and the way they care for us. Bless them. And be with us at this next test today. Amen. 

June 23 - “The Winged One”

I had a lesson from my winged charge yesterday. (That would be winged in the sense of injured in the arm, not in the angelic sense. Although she is certainly pretty close to angelic).  

Anyway … Chris oversaw my separation of the dirty clothes into piles. Yep. See, I had in my mind that I could probably get all of them into three loads, at the most. Two if I really packaged them carefully. Hey. It worked when I was in college. Saved on quarters, too.  But no. She wasn’t having that. Ended up with six. Wow.

While the first load was cookin’, Chris got really brave. She decided she wanted to walk around the block. And even the heat did not deter her. I think she just wanted to be able to tell the surgeon that she has been walking half a mile. Gotta hand it to that gal. 

Glenn and Anita brought us over some dinner. Taco salad with all the fixin’s. And ice cream with fresh strawberries for dessert. Thanks for spoiling us, guys. 

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭6‬:‭33‬ says, But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be provided for you.

Father, bless Glenn and Anita for their ministry heart. Give them a great time with family coming up. Amen. 

June 22 - “Unimpeachable Evidence”

We took a big step yesterday. We celebrated Father’s Day by going to church. Always a good place to start out a Sunday.  And to top it off, it was dinner on the grounds day. Lots of good grub. 

Early in the service I got a Happy Father’s Day text from Nathan. He found a meme of a guy doing a rather interesting dance. I asked how he found one of me dancing. Without missing a beat he replied, “We have plenty of footage we can use.”  What can I say? I’m popular. 

After a text from April, one came in from Cailyn. Hers was quite entertaining as well: 

“HAPPEEE FATHER’s DAY!! i hope you have a great day daddad. love you lots!”

Sweet, right? It was followed in rapid succession with this:

“-your favorite.” 

Gotta love that girl. 

Kel and his gang came by after church. Kel gave me some kind of miracle supplement that will guarantee to get rid of all my aches and pains. There was also a book entitled: “There are Dads Way Worse Than You: Unimpeachable Evidence of your Excellence as a Father.”

There you go. 

Josh and Nathan both called and wished me well. As always, it was great to hear about their day. Especially since they are both fathers. Josh’s boys convinced him that they needed him for a basketball game (read between the lines here, “You have the keys to the gym, Dad.”). Nathan and his girls are spending every spare moment engrossed in World Cup Soccer. 

Chris took a long nap after her church outing. We spent the evening relaxing. Watching TV and working on the latest jigsaw puzzle (it’s pretty much finished). 

Today is Chris’ last “free day.” Tomorrow is the follow-up appointment with the surgeon. The next day she has a CT scan on her lungs to check out that nodules. Then comes physical therapy. Then her sleep doc. Quite a week ahead. 

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭103‬:‭13‬ says, As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear Him.

Father, thanks for my boys. I love them. I know you do, too. Amen. 

June 21 - “After the “snug as a bug”

Well, back to the yardwork. My list was a bit shorter this time. Not less difficult, though. I attacked that round mound of abound. Started at it with a rake. I had no idea so much dead grass and the accompanying root clumps beneath would be in my future. Filled up two of our smaller yardwork-designated trash cans. And then I had to actually spread the resulting pile of dirt around to knock down the proverbial mound. Whew. 

But that wasn’t all. I still had to get in the mowing. I was gonna do edging and sweeping as well, but … it rained. Not really hard, but enough to warrant a hurried completion and shutting down the mower. And of course not long after the mower was safely ensconced and as snug as a bug in a rug back in the shed … the rain stopped. And no. I didn’t restart the process. Left those sleeping dogs to lie. 

The rain did finally make a real appearance later in the day. Around 5 or so, the thunder started up again, followed by a rather extensive storm. Apparently they were flooding in Houston. Not that bad here. The grass did like it, though. 

We finished out the day with a FaceTime call from our Waco campers. AnnaGrace in particular was so excited she was giddy. I think she had a a good week. 

Luke had a good week, too. But he’s already looking forward to youth camp in two weeks. As a sixth grader he gets to attend both camps. He’ll be going from “the Big Guy” to the “Newbie.”  Have fun, Luke. 

Caleb went to the camp as a junior counselor. Perfect spot for him. He didn’t join the chat much, though. He was busy getting ready for a date. Say hi to Chaselyn for us, Caleb. 

We did get to say goodbye to Zak and Lindsay. Well, to their backs, anyway. They had fixed dinner for everyone. 

‭‭1 John‬ ‭1‬:‭9‬ says, If we confess our sins, He is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

Father, bless our Waco family. Amen.