The Journey Continues

It's been a few weeks since I've been able to catch up on my thoughts. I'm a bit blurry-eyed this morning since last night I stayed up with Mom for most of the evening. As I write this she is over to the wound care clinic having her leg ulcers looked at. We're finding that her body is fighting itself when dealing with stress and as a result her lower legs end up having painful nerve sores. A specialist looked at this condition last week and said that this is a condition that happens with dialysis patients. Due to Mom's overly sensitive stomach she is not able to handle hardly any of the nerve pain medications that are available. This really creates a dilemma because when she has this chronic nerve pain this can sometimes send her heart into irregular rhythms. The professionals have more detailed names for her heart when it is in this condition but I don't know how to spell those names. Either way when her heart is in that condition she is much more vulnerable to stroke and other complications with her breathing.

Looking at Mom's bible and all it's torn and weathered pages is pretty amazing. Come to find out her bible was Dad's old one. Each page has different descriptions and highlights. The contents of her bible could be framed and hung as a work of art. One verse found in Philipians has been a great source of encouragement for me.

The reference is Phil. 4:6-7

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer
and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests
be made known to God; and the peace of God,
which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts
and minds through Christ Jesus.

I'm learning to try and take each day as it comes. I hate to wish away time but it's also so hard for me to not be anxious as well. Not too long ago I was handed an envelope with a piece of paper inside. The contents and what was written on that short little note brought me to tears. I scanned the note and this is what it said:

Sarah also had ready to put in the envelope $9.00 I just couldn't believe someone so young would just be so open and ready to want to love on me. This seven year-old has not seen me in over seven months and yet without being prompted she wanted to share her love and concern.

I'm learning a lot in this process of loving and serving my Mom. I never imagined a circumstance or situation would afford so many teachable moments.

I plan on seeing Sarah soon and giving her a big hug and tell her thank you for loving on me in an amazing way.