Thursday, December 23, 2010

A Long Story Made As Short As Possible

I have been away for awhile.  I haven't been in an asylum, rehab or on a desert island...let me explain...
(and I am not lamenting--I'm just explaining what all has happened)
Not long after my last post  early on a Saturday morning, Fontana was running around on the bed, missed the steps, fell off and broke his little foot.  The vet put a  on a cast (pink---sigh) that he wore for 3 weeks. He quickly learned how to get around with the cast on his little foot.
The following Sunday morning at 3 AM, the nursing home called and my sweet uncle John had passed away in his sleep.  We had his grave side services on Wednesday.  It was quite beautiful...the military played taps and presented me with the flag.  And a family friend that he had taught how to play the guitar, played Amazing Grace on the fiddle (yes fiddle, not violin).  All and all it was a wonderful tribute to a simple man who found great pleasure in simple things.
The following Saturday, I woke up and knew something was wrong.  Went to the ED and sure enough I had a large kidney stone that was too large to pass and was blocking my kidney...this bought me a trip to a large medical center and lithotripsy the following Monday.
I came home Monday after the lithotripsy and then of course Thanksgiving was Thursday.  So between passing the "sand" from the stone, running fever, cleaning and cooking......well enough of that.
Back to work.........then last Wednesday went to the urologist for a check up and....have two more stones that are small enough to pass sigh......feeling okay but on the way home started running fever......missed more days of work.
Oh and during this time my lap-top is at the computer doctor....I have been reading your posts on my iPhone, but I haven't been making comments.
Now I'm propped up here in the bed in my semi-decorated house...
Me:  David this is not all of my Santa Claus figurines
David:  Well, I got all the boxes down.
Me:  Can't be...
David: Is to.
Me: Is not.
David: Is to.
Me Is not.
Most all of the gifts are bought, but none are wrapped.
Fontana's puppy foot is fine. Priscilla, Ginger and Ann Margaret are fine.
I miss my uncle, but I know he is in Heaven playing "Rubber Dolly", "Carroll County Blues" and "My Bucket's Got A Hole In It" on the fiddle (yes fiddle-not violin).
Our kids are fine,
All the Grand Kids are fine,
David is fine,
I am fine.
Life is good.
And let my Heavenly Father be praised. 


Mid-Craft Crisis said...

I was wondering why I hadn't seen any posts from you. I am sorry to hear about the passing of your uncle. It sounds like you celebrated his life in a special way. I hope your health improves too. Sounds like quite an experience! Hope you have a happy Christmas and can get the rest you need. (Glad your little dogs foot is better too)

DUTA said...

Let me remind you of two relevant sayings:
'It never rains but pours'
'All's well that ends well'

Happy Christmas to you and yours!

DollZandThingZ said...

So glad to see you post..and that all is fine. Wow--you have had a time of it! I have missed you! So sorry about your uncle. He must have been a great guy.

Hugs to the sweet dogs and hugs to you, too. Even though we have never met in person, I think of you as a dear friend and hope that you you have a wonderful holiday.

Merry Christmas!
XX Helen

Vintage Christine said...

Oh lordy--I was wondering where you'd gone and hate to hear about your uncle's passing and your medical woes. But you sound like you've survived. What I'm confused about is--the last time I remember, you only had TWO dogs! How long has it been since you had FOUR? Merry Christmas to you, and please stay healthy!!!

Dip-Dip and The Bridge said...

A very Happy Christmas and a happy and peacefull New Year to all of you.
Hope you have a wonderful time.
Love and hugs, Dip Bridge Elliot and Lynne xx

Decadent Housewife said...

Sorry that you've had such a go of late.

Hope you have a Merry Christmas.

mississippi artist said...

Oh, you poor thing,hope you are better. But, don't worry about what did or did not get done-that's not what Christmas is about anyway-everything will work out-or not! Hug those adorable doggies for me.

racheld said...

Oh, My Dear. It's a wonder you made it through Christmas without Therapy, a vacation, or Scotch.

I did my first Manic Mazurka with a stone in '07, and do not care for a re-match.

Thank you so much for joining us at Dyed in the Cotton---it's mostly old Southern memories and little vignettes I make up about the people who populate our little fictional town of Paxton, MS.

I DO hope you'll peek in at LAWN TEA, as well, for I post there almost every day. So looking forward to delving into your archives when the season settles down a bit.

Welcome to DITC!