More Notes Before Surgery

I just ordered some beautiful scarves. Also a padding that goes under, so my head looks a little bigger. I thought that when I get home and go out that first time...I will have something new and beautiful to wear. One is black with....you guessed it....cabbage roses all over it. Wouldn't you know the gardener in me would come out? My dress, for the wedding, is silver and black...ankle length...beaded with a chiffony skirt. That one with the roses will be for the wedding.

My "Joe of all trades"

I feel good this morning. I got a good night's sleep and things are getting done that need to be done. Joe is there every step. Friends from the past have called. Isn't it funny how we always mean to see people and call them, but because of our busy lives...we just don't follow through. Sandy called...she's been my friend since kindergarten and lately we have sort of lost contact. We talk each year and say,"Let's get together"...and really mean it, but because of busyness....we just don't follow through. It often takes something like an illness to make us realise how important old friends are to us. They know things about us that no one else knows. As soon as this is all over....we are getting together...I'll make sure of it this time. Joe has been busy getting all the supplies in that we will need, when I get home. We won't have to make a trip to the store. Right now...he won't leave me alone and that will probably go on for a time. Sandy was saying, that in her experience, that usually it is the woman who takes care of the man in marriages. She said, "You don't know how lucky you are....some men would run." Joe and I talked this morning about different couples we know, who are having medical problems, and how they are handling them. In our friends marriages, it is the woman who is the caregiver. A friend's email made us both cry a couple of days ago. She said that she was proud of Joe and that this is where our marriage vows come in....our promise "in sickness and in health."

That hits is on the head. Joe and I didn't take those vows lightly. We were both elderly, at the time, and knew that down the road, things would come up to test those vows...I don't want to sound maudlin...because I have faith that things will work out fine. The doctors have assured me that this will have a good outcome. This may not be the illness where our vows to each other come in...there may be another problem coming for one of us...down the road....but it has taught me something....how important each person is in our lives. Even you bloggers, who are making the time pass quickly for me. I can feel each of you and your thoughts through this thing called the internet.

Balisha ((hugs))

PS...Do you know how much this blog means to me??? To have a problem and be able to come into this room and tell how I feel...I can't describe the warm feeling I get. I don't wish misfortune for anyone, but if you ever have a problem that seems insurmountable...blog about it. It's such a release.