Sunday, October 28, 2012

Day 606

How do you know you're loved? When a kitty cat comes and hangs out on the bar stool while you're cooking in the kitchen.

Except it wasn't out of love for was love for food. She thought we were getting ready to feed her.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Day 605

Another day, another quilt top put together for a little guy with a dad in the Air Force.

Friday, October 26, 2012

Day 604

Spending all day with hubby made today's picture happen.

Start by taking him for a bone scan. Add in a stop for lunch. Go to Home Depot and finally (after a few years) get the right decorative light bulbs for the fixture over the dining room table. Use up the free movie ticket found in my purse on Day 547. Hungry from not getting to have popcorn at the movie, drive hubby across the street and get a piece of pie. Arrive home to find a huge box of thread purchased on ebay on the doorstep.

Spend several more hours with hubby turning this:

Into this:
With still more thread left over. (I can only keep him so long in the sewing room before he goes nuts!)

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Day 603

It always works out. I always wind up with a picture.

All day at a meeting in Boise. Home a bit after 5:00 PM. Dinner over and cleaned up by 6:00. Time to do the blog. No picture yet.

Head outside to check on the roses. Almost all dead from multiple frosts. Sunlight beginning to wane.

Lots of honking. Look up to the right. Snap picture.

More honking above. Look straight up. Snap another picture.

Two separate flocks of very noisy Canadian geese flying over my rose garden.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Day 602

Every two weeks we are reminded how blessed we are for the way things are turning out.

Every two weeks hubby has to go for lab tests to check kidney function. While we don't have the results back from today's test, they have been improving for the last few weeks. But that's not the biggest appreciation part.

It's being at the doctor's office itself.

The kidney specialist shares office space with the dialysis office. And the dialysis place is such a sad place. Patients who look so very ill and worn down. Caregivers who look just as bad. People who are in it for the long haul, most with no chance of ever returning to a carefree, healthy life.

That could have been us. When hubby was first diagnosed in July we were given the dialysis/never return to a normal life prognosis. Now every time we leave the doctor's office we can't believe the gift we've been given. The gift of returning health. The gift of seeing a sliver of normalcy returning to our lives. While not out of the woods yet, he has come so far.Yep, he's missing several months of work. Yep, he's lost a bunch of weight. Yep, his stamina still isn't up to par. But to think where he was - in a wheelchair, unable to walk - makes us realize how miraculous the recovery has been so far.

I wonder if we'll ever have the same look on life. It really has changed our perspective.

As does making quilts for a little boy who has a dad stationed far away from home right now.