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Andrew September 2009

August 30th

Roy, Andrew and I are being baptized at the end of this month. The fact that Roy has accepted Jesus as his Savior is nothing short of a miracle. We were talking to our pastor this past weekend and he said "Do you know how cool your wife is? Most couples I counsel, the wife has hounded, nagged and threatened to get the husband into church". (heh...told Pastor Ken I'd throw a few extra dollars in the plate for that one) I knew better than to ever do that to Roy. Not because I would be afraid of his reaction, but because I wouldn't begrudge him his own personal journey. I knew it would only work if it was a natural journey for Roy.

We pray together every night as a family and it just feels right and good. It's definitely the glue for our family.

That's all I got for now. I'm tired.

plethora

So I am completely fascinated by that guy that shot up the gym in PA. http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5jCr-8hvMxT_o93eW1whvXEAyJfqAD99T31MG0 I mean, he's not a bad looking guy so he must have been putting bad vibes out and chose (despite what he thought) to isolate himself. I've always thought that if I came back in another life, I'd want to be a psychologist. The human mind amazes me.

But you know what, here's a little note to you suicidal folks. First, seek help. But, if you're not going to seek help, just take your stupid self out. It doesn't make you special or neat or cool when you take a bunch of innocent people out with you. It just makes you a dick.

Ya know, that's all I got today.

Rock on,

Visiting the Unmentionables Counter at Macy's

So buying a bra is always a challenge for me. Not because I'm hard to fit or what ever, but I have ver specific requirements for my day to day bras. I think they're pretty simple, but apparently I am in the minority in my desires b/c these bras are hard to come buy.

Here's my requirements:

* Beige
* underwire
* cotton
* no lace, or bows (I'm not 12 years old, and I'm way past training bras)
* No seams. Who wants seams running diagonally across the boob? They always show through blouses and shirts.
* no padding, gel filled, water filled, what ever filled. I'm built like a woman, not a 12 year old boy. I come to the game with my own "magic" I don't need anything fake.

See....it's really quite simple, no? And, as an aside, I realize it's not every man's fantasy to see his woman in a simple beige bra. Suffice it to say, when it's time for "marital business" I come prepared w/ the sexy stuff. I'll also wear sexy bras for a night out on the town or what ever, but for my day to day bra-wearing I just want a simple fucking beige bra without a bunch of bullshit padding. SO, when I find one, I buy three or four.

As for underwear, I'm way past pretending the strip of fabric up my ass doesn't bother me, so I don't wear t-backs too often anymore. (See note above about "marital business"). I don't want to wear granny panties, so I know I"m coming late to the game on this discovery, but "boy cuts" rule. ANd you can get some sexy lacy boy-cuts.

So there you have it. Life-changing information about my unmentionables.

ok....here we go!!!

I promised that once I got my new netbook, I would re-start my Project 365 blog. So lets call everything that led up to this as "practice". My old laptop was really crappy and blogging just wouldn't have been enjoyable.

So here I am. Brand new Asus laptop. 10" screen. So far....really awesome.


I was going to buy it as a "To Lisa From Lisa - Congratulations on Getting The Job" gift, but other expenses took precedence. So not two months later, I got promoted to Sr. Paralegal (which also comes with a little extra scratch) so I treked out to Murfreesboro this morning and bought it.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAY.

Ok, so I will start this Project 365 now. Post ever day (ish) and watch the progress of my life for one year.

Rock on.

Jump and the net will find you

I was reading through my blog and came across this a few posts ago:

"Somehow, I just know this is all part of God's plan and something big and wonderful is coming. What it is, I don't know but I do know that it's easy to have Faith and praise God when times are good. But when times are bad, and Faith is challenged and beliefs are questioned, I'm holding firm. God is good and His graces upon us have been many. I'm going to jump and know the net will be there. Fasten your seatbelts. "


What it is...I found out. Late May I had an interview with Asurion. (They're the insurance folks for cell phones, PDAs, GPS, x-box, laptops, most electronic equipment you buy). Anyway, I've never had a more FUN interview. It was with three different attorneys and I laughed, I swore, I had ice cream, we talked about the job that was INVENTED for me and by the last interview, I asked her where my new desk was and spelled my last name for my business cards.

I found out I got the job and the next day they sent me this handsome leather portfolio with the company's name and my name embossed on the front and a pad of rich creamy paper inside. It had my signed offer letter and a welcome letter.

The job is awesome. COMPLETELY challenging. I'm handling the litigation and stock administration(we're a private company, so that aspect is a little new for me...I've only worked for public companies).

The benefits are amazing. The pay equates to about a $5k raise for me. The people I work with are totally cool. The week before I started, my boss was in DC, lobbying congress about some wireless legislation. Another attorney I work for, her husband is a councilman here in Nashville. They're all just really intelligent, witty women. Then there's Steve, our token male attorney (and token republican, lol). All of them very competent, very cool attorneys. There's another paralegal and an admin.

I have come home every night completely exhausted from the work, but I am in love. Is that weird? I'm in love with my work and my company. It's nice to work for a company that has money...it's been so long since that's been the case, I've forgotten what that's like. LOL.

One of the things that really attracted me to Asurion is their "Compassion Forward" campaign. They HIGHLY encourage their employees to volunteer. As well, they have a program where you can donate money or PTO hours. About a month ago, a woman's daughter drowned in a lake. In TN, if you can't afford to bury someone, they are cremated. She appealed to the Compassion Forward commission and they paid the funeral costs. I think that is super cool and have already volunteered to be on the commission.

Anyway, enough gushing about my job. I'm just so happy. I knew there was something in store. God has graced me with many blessings.

One of them has not been this crappy laptop, I'll tell you that right now. For some reason, the keyboard sticks and I get alot of double letters.

I decided to wait till my first paycheck to get my netbook, so I'm getting it this weekend.

Rock on.

Oh....and my commute??? 20 minutes....on a bad morning.

Pay it foward

Random acts of kindness have turned into little gifts for you.

A great opportunity to pay it forward.

The first five (5) people to respond to this post (Ok, now 4 b/c I'm making something for the gal who first posted this---Hi Lani!!) will get something handmade by me.

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations so please read carefully:

1. You dun get to pick what it is...it's a SURPRISE!

2. What I create will be just for you, with love, because I love all of my friends...

3. It'll be done this year (2009-).

4. It will be made with my two little hands.

5. I reserve the right to do something strange-I like strange.

6. In return, all you need to do is post this text on your blog and make 5 things for the first 5 to respond to blog. (So obviously you have to have a blog. If your blog is private, tell me so in your comment and I will trust you. Alternately, you can post this on Facebook instead - my own rule change!)

7. Send your mailing address - after I contact you. (Be sure to include some sort of contact info if your blog profile doesn't link to your email or blog.)

IMPORTANT: This offer is null and void if I do not see you post your own blog (or facebook)pay this forward.

recent changes

OK...it's been a while, I know. I've got alot to write, and I absolutely WILL start doing this every day.

First, I got hired at Asurion. I start next week. Woo HOOO.

secondly, I am buying myself a new little netbook. It's a laptop that is super tiney (screen is 10") and just has internet, email, Microsoft office capabilities. (Hulllo....that's all I need!!!!). It weighs 2 lbs and is one inch thick. With this new portability, I'll be able to work in more places.

I will update more. Oh yes, I will.

Rock on.

Surviving and thriving

Well, since getting laid off in April I've retooled my resume, realized not only have I not put together a resume in a very long time, but I haven't had a real interview in over 10 years. Through alot of Silicon Valley networking I've just sorta fell into jobs, the last two I was at over 5 years each. Out here in Nashville...I don't know anyone!!!!

Anyway, I signed up with a company that helps you with your resume and they helped me come up with something brilliant.

Above that and posting it on a few job sites, I haven't been as dilligent as I should be in finding a job. I've been doing alot of Peter Gibbons from Office Space stuff. Well...I haven't really being doing "nothing"...I've watched old movies I've always wanted to see, I get to the gym every day, Roy and I do alot of site seeing, I've taken myself to a couple of movies, I've unpacked alot more stuff, orgnized closets, started looking at homes for sale, taken afternoon naps in the pouring rain.

However fun that all sounds, I really am ready to get back into an office. I like working with people. I like the structure of having an office to go to and a daily agenda.

I had a phone interview yesterday with a large insurance company. I'm reluctant for some reason to say the name...I guess I just don't want to jinx anything. The job description seems to be taken right from my resume, that's how perfect the job is for me. I'd be working with about 5 attorneys and 5 or 6 other paralegals. Corporate stuff. So, after the phone interview, the interviewer emailed me with a schedule to interview with three of the attorneys. 45 minutes each.

So....going from no interviews in 10 years to nearly 3 hours of interviews with attorneys. Fun. Make that "fun". So I'm reading everything I can get my hands on about good interviewing tips, and how to answer the dreaded "What do you believe to be your weaknesses".

Here's me today. Giving myself a facial. Going to get my brows waxed today. I don't care how this makes me sound, it's nice to go get my nails done or my eyebrows waxed and the girls there speak English and we can understand each other. No Tower of Babel misunderstandings. And when it comes to a lady's eyebrows, that's important.

Andrew is doing extremely well. He's counting to 30, counting to 20 in spanish, knows his colors in english and spanish, and just has so much fun splashing in the puddles with his new boots. We had a little scare there with the whole stupid swine flu thing. There were a few confirmed cases of swine flu in the area. One, a sibling of a little kid in Andrew's school. Anyway, Andrew comes home with 101 fever, throwing up, diareah, cough and runny nose. 4 hours later in the Emergency room and no flu at all. Just a cold. Thank GOD!!!!!!!!

apologies; narcissim, the universe and other things

Alright cats and kittens, as I knew would happen, a large gap has occured since my last post. Anyone who knows me probably chuckled when I endeavored to keep a "daily" journal.

Seriously, I don't get the twitter thing because....I'm busy living life and barely have time to write something on a blog post a couple of times a month. Who are these people who have time to write stuff all day long?

Which gets me to the narcissism thing. The today show did a segment on today's generation of narcissists. Other than rock stars and porn directors, who really is that interesting that you'd just read thier stupid little one liners all day long???

So then I started thinking about MY blog. I'm the mother of a two year old, I'm not working (just got laid off yesterday) and the biggest excitement of my day is to head off to Target to get a garbage can that compliments my shower curtain. Who the fuck cares? Reading this thing is about to bore ME to tears....and it's my life.

However, on my last blog that I sorta abandoned, I wrote about things, deeply personal things. Things that made my friends email me and say "How can you get so personal so publicly??" I wrote about difficulties getting pregnant, a complicated pregnancy, comitting adultery and the divorce(s) that resulted thereof, Roy's alcholism and his sobriety...and you know what?? People, people I didn't even know, wrote to me and thanked me for letting them know they aren't alone. That other people go through these things and survive...and even thrive.

So it's my belief that if I'm going to take up a little corner of cyber space and you're going to spend your valuable time reading it, it's going to be helpful and have some value. This won't be some empty calorie blog where I write about the latest scrap book I made and how I made hamburgers for dinner last night.

I think it is all of our stations in life to help out our fellow man any way we can, even if it's just to watch someone walk out of the bathroom with toilet paper hanging out of their pants and when we discretely let them know, chuckle assuringly with them and say "I'm glad I'm not the only one that happens to".

So....yeah....I'm laid off. And it wasn't your usual comfortable Silicon Valley style lay off where you get the cushy severance package. Had I gotten laid off 6 months ago, I would have walked out with about 14 weeks of pay (two weeks pay, then two weeks pay for each year you've worked for the company and any PTO accrued). You'd also get COBRA insurance. Our company also contracted with a company to help you re-work your resume and get it into the hand of people who are hiring in your field.

But yesterday, Asyst Technologies, Inc filed bankruptcy in the US and Japan. When your company files bankruptcy, they don't have to pay your PTO. You don't get Cobra and there is no severance package. Fortunately, Asyst set aside a small budget for laid off employees to get a few months of COBRA. (Thank GOD). But I lost out on about $22,000 in severance.

But you know what?? Roy has been laid off since July 2008. No hope for work for electricians in California since the state has gone broke. So we packed up the family and all of our worldly possessions and moved 3,000 miles away to a place we've never been before in our life to start a new life. The "plan" was to live with my parents for two weeks and then head up to Nashville and fine jobs. And then...Roy ended up in the hospital and for a while there we didn't even know if he had cancer or if he'd survive surgery. And here we are, three months, three tornadoes (one of them severe) after moving here, Roy has just been medically released to start work, but is not as yet working, I've just been laid off and yet.... I have this feeling of "Christmas Morning". This butterfly feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Somehow, I just know this is all part of God's plan and something big and wonderful is coming. What it is, I don't know but I do know that it's easy to have Faith and praise God when times are good. But when times are bad, and Faith is challenged and beliefs are questioned, I'm holding firm. God is good and His graces upon us have been many.

I'm going to jump and know the net will be there.

Fasten your seatbelts.

"My Leg Is Broken"

No....the McFamily isn't going through yet another medical drama. Andrew was sitting with his legs folded under him and after a little bit he stood up and I could tell by the look on his face, he was getting that prickly, leg falling asleep sensation. He had a shocked look on his face and said "Mommy, my leg is broken".

Anyway, today was a good day. We decided that even though Roy's mom's estate has settled and we should be reciving the inheiritance soon, we've decided that we're going to live in an apartment rather than rent a home until we buy a home. We've found a very nice apartment in a city called La Vergne which is about 20 minutes south east of Nashville. We've found a three bedroom apartment in a complex that was built about 5 years ago. Everything is very modern. We were even able to choose what color we wanted our walls painted. (Thank GOD, I hate white walls!!!) some of the other amenities are a 24 hour full gym, a salt water swimming pool (They say it's gentler on your skin and hair), large bath tubs, walk in closets, etc etc. One of the things I really love is the ceiling fan on the roof of our patio...it's so.....southern!

I guess the very best part of this is the 1400 square foot, 3 bedroom apartment rents for.....$760 per month. This place would easily go for 2,000 - 2,300/month in San Jose.

Rock on.

benign....

What ever that pile of crap was around the section of colon that was removed, it's NOT CANCER.

Ro is most likely getting out of hte hospital on Sunday.


I'm tired. I'm going to bed.....if I can force myself to stay up to watch Conan O'brien's last show.

Rock on.

Dilaudid, deluded, deleted

First.....this blogging software already puts the date stamp at the top of the post, so it's lame that I title my posts with the date. Doi. (I'm bringing "Doi" back in '09!)

Anyway, title: Roy's on this pain killer called Dilaudid. It's stronger than Morphine, bubba, and that's pretty much how it makes you feel. Confused, tired....deleted. He's down for the count. However, he does manage to open his eyes a few minutes here and there and smile at me, so I know he knows I'm here and he's glad.

Hey....wanna see something gross?

Heh...sorta didn't give you a choice, did I?

Watched Obama talk about his stimulus package today. (Trying to stay in touch with the outside world). I can't understand why Republicans are more than happy to give billions to banks so they can run off and host fancy shin digs, but at soon as someone suggests help for the middle class they start throwing words around like "socialist". ...eh...whatevah. I'm just glad I'm getting an extra $15.00 on my paycheck. (LOL).

Andrew was a little angel this morning. He crawled into bed with me about 5am. I had the curtians wide open and the twilight was just starting. Neither one of us were very tired, so we had a little slumber party. He had his bottle, I had mine (I keep a bottle of water on the bedside table for when I get the thirsties). It broke my heart when he asked for the millionth time "Where's daddy??" But I just reiterated that daddy's in the hospitla and the doctor is fixing his tummer. He was satisfied with that answer. So we just played and whispered little love things to each other for about an hour before we finally got up and put some cartoons on.

Anyway, here's me today.

17 February 2009

Roy's surgery was yesterday. It came after a long weekend of him fasting. His last meal was Friday night. Clear liquids, jello and chicken broth all weekend. After midnight Sunday, nothing at all, not even water. Roy wanted to go to church on Sunday but was just so week. Sunday evening our pastor, Pastor Ken came by to give a little private ministering to Roy. The three of us talked alot about all kinds of things. Pastor Ken knows how to talk in just a way that Roy needs to hear. Roy and I both think it's important to have Jesus at the center of our marriage. Having a close relationship with Jesus will not only improve us as individuals, it will make us better marriage partners and better parents.

Monday, while Roy was in surgery prep, Pastor Ken came by again to have a prayer session. It just put us in such a peaceful place. Roy was really ready for this surgery.

There were some tears as Roy was rolled into the operating room, but we both just put it in Jesus' hands. We know that we're on a path that is all part of His plan. Over the last few weeks there've just been so many signs, messages that Roy could't just write off as happenstance. He knew it was time to turn it all over to God.

The waiting was really tough. It was supposed to be a two hour surgery, but two hours turned into three...four and finally five hours. About every hour or so, one of the nurses in surgery would call me and give me an update. That was good. I spent alot of that time in quiet contemplation and prayer. Unfortunately, Roy wasn't able to wear his Lord's Prayer necklace or his wedding ring. I held on to the necklace and wore his ring.

I spent alot of time thinking about all that we've been through in our marriage thus far. We've both certainly done enough to cause permanent damage to 12 marriages. Yet our foundation is so completely unshakeable. I know that having a relationship with God and keeping Him at the center of our family will only help us repair the damage and grow stonger for each other and for Andrew.

It was pretty lonely feeling there in that waiting room. Seems I watched the full cycle of the sun through the window. Got there as the sun was not quite all the way risen, and watched a beautiful sunset at the end of the day.

Once the surgery was over, his dr. came out and gave me the run down. They took his appendix and about 6 inches of his small intestine. They took a few feet of his large intestine / colon. He said that when they removed the area of the colon that had the absess, they uncovered "a large mass" (about the size of an apple) that didn't show up on the CT scan.

A.

Large.
Mass.

Welcome to the biggest dose of harsh reality anyone could ever be given.

"Hello Mrs. McIntyre, we've just removed a mass the size of an apple from your husband's colon and we don't know if it's cancer. "

"The Mass" has been sent to the lab today and we'll have the results back Wednesday or Thursday.

I WANT THE RESULTS BACK NOW. I don't want to wait another minute. A good piece of news on that, though....his doctor really had a good feeling that it was NOT cancer. But I just want the for sure test results.

Today was a quiet day. I was at the hospital most of the day today. Roy was very doped up and slept most of the day. He's got an epidural that's slowly dripping in constant paid meds. Plus he has what we call the "turbo boost"...a button that he can use once per every 10 minutes to get an extra shot of pain meds if he needs it.

Pastor Ken came by today and....miracle of miracles, Roy accepted Jesus Christ as his savior. This is a new phase in our life that only will bring positive results. It's funny....after Pastor Ken left we were talking about everything and Roy asked "We're still going to have hot sex, right? " lol. Nothing has to change. Christians can have hot sex, and be sexy and still be crazy and everything else. it's not like we're suddenly going to be God freaks and have to pray every 10 steps we take or what ever. I just think our individual relationships with God is very private. It's no one's business if we don't feel like going to church a few sundays in a row or what ever. I mean, does anyone who knows me honestly think I'm suddently going to stop saying "Fuck".... hehe. What ever.....it's a whole new world. One in which I know Roy and I will traverse together.

It's how we get through everything.

Despite the seriousness of the past few days, I'm absolutely going stir-crazy. Trying to be a productive person for my company, which...I feel like I'm getting work done, but things are just so crazy right now, it's hard to be as productive as I want to be.... trying to take care of Andrew, worrying about Roy, living with my parents, and oh, by the way, I've got to start looking for another job and we're currently living about two hours from where I need to find a job. I've not only got to start finding a job because my current job ends March 31st, but also I need health benefits in case Roy has any complications. This could get interesting.

I feel like I'm working 3 full time jobs. Regular work, running back and forth to the hospital, worrying like crazy over Roy, trying to take care of Andrew and give him as normal a life as possible, and somewhere in there, trying to sleep.

So here I am today: going stir crazy!

11 February 2009

Today was a follow up dr. appointment for Roy. Surgery is a definite go. Saturday and Sunday he can't eat any food, clear liquids only (water, black coffee, jello, clear soda, etc). Monday morning is the surgery. Doc feels that there is too much infection for laproscoptic (sp?) sugery, so it's going to have to be "large incision", manual operation. 7-10 days recovery.

What I am praying for, obviously a successful surgery, but we're worried that there may be too much infection right now for the doc to re-attach the colon once they remove the infected part. Which means him wearing a colostomy bag for 6 months. (Basically a bag for him to empty his bowels into.) So lets all pray for that to NOT happen. For sooo many reasons!!!!

Today we had our first Thunderstorm / tornado warning. The weather was warm but the wind was blowing like Wizzard of Oz...in fact, I think I saw a little green witch riding around on a bike..then...all of a sudden the clouds opened up. I mean, it was like an ocean was falling down on us. In fact, the rain was so thick, I looked out the window and thought it was fog, but it was just a steady stream of driven rain. Amazing.

So tonight, my little boy who has been on this planet for two years and 3 months has informed me that he's not a baby, he's a big boy and as such, not only no longer requires a bath "like a baby", he's going to give himself a shower.

What's next? Shaving?

Ok...here's the daily (which I've been remiss in doing)

10 February 2009

So by now we're learning why I put "(ish)" in the title. Yeah RIGHT I'm going to write on this every day? Hahhahahha muther effing HA!!!! But it will be close enough. It's not like my life is that exciting. But what will be cool is to track the cool and interesting, and even mundane stuff that happens in my life, accompany it with pictures and then a year from new look back and remember....

Anyway... Friday wasn't looking good. Doc said no noticeable change in the infection. However, by Saturday, doc began to reverse himself in that he knew Roy was going crazy in the hospital and felt that it would be good for Roy mentally to be out for a few days to be home with his family. As well, doc wanted him to build up some nutrition before the surgery since he's lost so much weight. This is, of course, pending that his daily blood tests do not show a big elevation in white blood cells. So far so good. So, Roy got out of the hospital on Sunday....which, coincidentally was Roy's mom's birthday. He says he's felt quite a kin-ship with his mother's spirit and understanding (a little bit) of what she went through the 13 or so weeks she was in the hospital. I believe this experience has brought him quite a bit closer to his spirituality and realizing that there is something more out there than atoms and molecules.

It's why I never pressured Roy into going to church with me. God revealed Himself in a way only I could understand at the moment I needed to understand Him. I believe God is working that way in Roy's life and there's no need for any pressure to come from me. He's on the Path....just a little further back is all.

.....and it's not like I'm some God freak. I just realized a few years ago that not having God in my life is a little like being a two-legged tripod. I don't go to church every sunday, nor do I feel the need to bash anyone over the head to join my church. My relationship with God is just that. Mine. If you want what I've got, you can ask me, otherwise, I believe everyone is on a path that is a personal choice, and while it is a Christian tenet to testify and bring others to the Lord, but if there's any "failing" in Christianity, it's not in the Message, nor even the Messenger, it's in His followers. Man has done enough damage to Christianity to last a life time. I believe now is the time for Christians to tread lightly. To let their lives, their actions and their attitudes be their testimony. To lead by example. To, as the bible says, stop worying about the splinter in their neighbor's eye and take care of the log in their own.

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so anyway, Roy has another Dr. apt tomorrow and there'll be another CT Scan to see what's happening with the infection. Barring any wackiness, surgery is sometime early next week.

Rock on my baybeeeeees.

06 February 2009

Not a great day. Roy isn't able to come home. The doctor said that there has been no noticeable change in the level of infection. NONE? He's had three very strong antibiotics given intravaneously for five days and they didn't have any inpact on the infection???? His Dr wants to operate this weekend to remove the infected part of the colon, and since there is such a large portion of the colon infected, they aren't able to do the laproscoptic type. They need to make a large inscision and go in manually. 7 -10 day recovery. He's already chewing his paw off trying to get out of there.

Part of this Project365 thing that I was reading about, you are supposed to take a picture of yourself every day, so you can see how you've changed.

If you think I look absolutely wrecked....you are absolutely right. Here's me at about 11pm tonight. Up at 6 am (after tossing and turning all night) Andrew off to day care, at the hospital with Roy from 9 - 2:30. Talk with doctors, go with him for CT Scan and somewhere in there put about 4 hours of work in. Over to daycare to pick Andrew up, home around 3, chase after andrew and play with him, try and give him some sense of "normalcy". Do about 400 loads of week-long neglected laundry, visit with neighbors, try to act normal, like I'm not worried sick out of my head. Dinner w/ family and then back to hospital to try and convince Roy he doesn't have cancer, even if I'm not sure myself, back home, finish Andrew's bath, Lord's Prayer, decide not to take a shower till the morning, even though I haven't had a shower since Wednesday. Yep, that was my day.

Here's Roy and Andrew today:

Andrew's handling it ok. He knows that Daddy is at the "ho-pee-tal" getting his tummy fixed by the doctors. Every once in a while he forgets and starts crying for daddy and it just breaks my heart. These two are best friends and neither one of them can stand being away from each other.

Tune in tomorrow....

05 February 2009

Day one. I just got this wild bug up my butt to do this. Even if no one else reads it but me, it will be interesting to see what a year in my life looks like, day after day.

What's happening right now? Well, let's see.... We decided to pack everything up, leave the only home we've ever known (northern California) and drive out to Tennessee where my family lives.

We left 12 January and got here 17th January, driving through AZ, NM, TX, OK, LA, AL, MI to get here. The beginning of the trip, through Oklahoma, we follwed Route 66 and stopped off at alot of funky old towns and crazy souvineer shops and other odd roadside attractions.

We decided to stay with my parents until we found a place to rent. We'd rent for a year and then buy a house once Roy's mom's estate settles.

That was our plan.

Then of course, as always, just when "you" have a plan, you find out "Someone Else" has a plan and He sorta overrules any plans you may have.

God is definitely handing us a moment.

After a few days of abdominal pain that we just thought was muscle strain from lifting heavy boxes/furnature, we finally headed into the ER. A CT scan revealed that Roy has a very painful condition called Diverticulitis with abscess. Basically, the colon has become inflamed and infected. Normally one would be treated with some antibiotics and be fine. However, Roy has a pretty serious case of it, the doctor can't entirely rule out colon cancer since both symptoms mimic each other and he will require surgery to remove the infected part of the colon, and then they can biopsy it to test for cancer.

Welcome to Tennessee.