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Well, two years tomorrow since my last post!  Life is still wonderful, I am blessed with a life full of love.  I am still with my amazing boyfriend Steve.  We're talking future-marriage etc, everything is going so well for us.  We still have not had one "fight" argument, whatever you want to call it.  We are so good together it's scarry!  We joke that we should have an argument just to see what it feels like!  I will definitely post wedding pictures when it happens.  He's just so good to me and for me, I am very blessed.

My two daugthers are both now married.  The oldest had her baby last August, so she will be a year old next month.  Of course, she is the most darling, beautiful baby on earth!  I am traveling to Miami next month for her party and then the following week her mommy turns 21, so we're sure to have a grand time!  It'll be a working vacation for me though, I will have to get up early every morning and get to work on the computer just like I do at home but, again, I am blessed with this amazing job so I have no complaints whatsoever!  My youngest daughter will be celebrating her one year anniversary in Sept.  Both of my daughters have good, decent husbands and I have great faith that they will remain together for eternity.   They boy picked fine young men to fall in love with and I adore both of my sons-in-laws. 

Now me.  Well, approaching 5 years out from my RNY.  I had maintained my weight between 160-165 so effortlessless for almost 3 years.  Now I'm struggling with about a 30 lb gain.  It's partially the work-at-home job that keeps my on this computer 12-14 hours a day and partially a slight return to "old bad" habits.  I used to be much more active, had 2 jobs and was pretty non-stop.  All winter I'd get finished working and it would be dark out, too cold to go out and walk, and so I got very little exercise.  There's no excuses, I just let it happen.  In the afternoons when I start getting sleepy but still have 3 hours of work left, I start "picking" eating pretzels, nuts, anything crunchy to try and stay awake.  Bad habit.  My sister told me to get up and splash water on my face - why didn't I think of that?  My thought process went straight to food!  So I struggle and I'm trying to lose at least most of what I've gained.  I don't beat myself up for gaining the weight but it does scare me.  That fear of weighing 300 lbs again never goes away.  I don't think I look bad, but I do look "chubby" and that's not why I had RNY!  I'm working on it, day by day.  It is easier with this tool.  I can eat a yogurt for lunch and my pouch is satisfied, but I've gotten my "brain" into enjoying food again, so my mind isn't satisfied with yogurt.  That's where the struggle is.  I think back to when I first had the surgery, that whole first year - why was it so easy then?  I'm trying to get my mind-set back to that time.   I think coming back to OH (it had been so long I actually had to ask for my password) will help me.  Help me remember that amazing year when I lost the weight, how I felt and compare it to how I feel now.  So I'll be ok.  I'll get the extra lbs back off.  I'm terrified of even hitting the 200 lb mark on the scale - and I'm dangerously close right now.  I do take  my vitamins religiously still, as well as drinking water every day.  I still don't go anywhere without a water bottle.  I still don't drink with meals.  I do enjoy 1 cup of coffee in the morning and sometimes a cup with Steve in the evenings when we watch TV (as I struggle to stay awake lol).  I just this year started drinking soda again - but I must say the only soda I like is sprite zero and a re-sealable 12 oz bottle lasts me 2 days!  I only take a sip here and there, I don't ever drink the whole thing.  So I don't think that little bit of soda is bad.  I did have an experience with tequilla a little over a year ago, enough to swear it off forever, and to know that liquor is not pouch-friendly!  So overall, I think I'm doing well.  I do still follow the rules that I learned in the beginning, and of course I bend them once in a while.  I can eat most anything but there are still certain foods I just cannot eat.  My pouch and I know each other so well now, I know within 2 bites if something is going to cause trouble so I stop eating.  Bottom line - I am thankful that I was able to have the RNY surgery.  Food will always be a challenge for me and some days I win and some days I lose.  I know that if I hadn't had the RNY, I would still weigh 300 lbs and I would be even more miserable than I was.  I enjoy life now.  That's the difference.  Before RNY I existed.  Now I live.

I still haven't been able to have plastic surgery.  I want to so desperately but do not have the money or insurance to be able to do it.  I do think that some day I will be able to.  I don't feel "done" since I still have the extra skin.  There are clothes that I can't wear because of the skin.  The 3/4 sleeve is my best friend.  I mostly will choose capris over shorts.  I look hideous in a bathing suit.  Like I've said a million times - I'd rather have the skin issues than weigh 300 lbs.  But I can't help but think and dream of how amazing it would be to have all that extra skin gone!  And to have my chin-skin gone, that would make me look more my age, rather than older.  But like anything, if it's meant to happen and it is God's will for me, it will happen.  If not, I will accept it and still live my life, which I consider to be very blessed. 

I think now that I've logged back into my OH profile I will try and get on here at least once a week.  I think it will help me get back on track.  Maybe I'll lose those extra pounds!  I know that I will never be the "old" Jeanne again, but I do also know that the "new" Jeanne still needs some work!  She probably always will! 

Well, like I saw in so many profiles here on OH before I had my RNY - people lose the weight, get a LIFE, and get so busy they don't update their profiles anymore!  I wanted to make a quick update today, since I just added some pictures.

I will be 3 years out this October 13th.  I started out the day of surgery at 289.5 and at my one year anniversary was down to my goal of 145.  I had a surprise hernia surgery about a year and a half ago and got back down to 145 around that time.  After that I started eating better, not healthier, just eating meals rather than still eating like a new post op!  My doctor wasn't happy that I was eating cottage cheese for dinner or yogurt for lunch - he encouraged me to eat like a "normal person", fix a plate at dinner, sit down and eat what everyone else is eating!  Well I did, and found that I felt stronger and looked more healthy.  I now have weighed between 160 and 165 steadily for about the past year.  I feel good at this weight and wear all the same clothes that I bought when I got to goal, it's just that rather than having baggy clothes, I have clothes that fit well!  I even have some curves now that I did not have at 145.  Now if I could get some plastic surgery - I'd be happy!  But if I am not ever able to, that is also fine.  You learn how to dress "strategically" and the extra skin just becomes something you have and you deal with.  Anything is better than weighing 300 lbs!

On the "life" front - my daughters are doing well.  The oldest will be 19 next month and is pregnant - yeowie, that still hasn't sunk in!  The youngest will be 18 in October and she is doing well. I have a wonderful new man in my life.  He's been a friend of the family (the family in GA) for many years, and I've known of him for many years, but met him for the first time last year, then again in April when I went up for my mom's 80th birthday.  We fell madly in love and we're happier than two pigs in mud!  He's everything I've ever wanted and more.  I finally showed him a picture of me "before" my weight loss and he said he would have fallen for me if I still looked like that!  Major brownie points there!  He loves me for me, and that's what matters!

Well, I can't say I vow to update more often because I probably won't!  But yes, all is well, life is good, and I am truly blessed.  Jeanne

Wow, tomorrow I'm 18 months post op!  How neat, my RNY was Oct 13th which is my dad's birthday, and tomorrow April 13th, is my mom's birthday!  

It's kind of hard to believe a year and a half has passed already.  Seems it took forever to get this surgery approved and get a date, and now already a year and a half has passed!  I'm doing well, maintaining the same weight still.  I know it hasn't been that long, but just maintaining for 2 weeks in a row is big for me!  I was about 151 when I had that unexpected surgery at the end of Feb.  Once home from the hospital and got all the fluids out of me from a week of IV's, I was back down to 145 again.  Stayed there for about 2 weeks and now I'm back to 147, steadily, every morning like clockwork.  I feel wonderful.  

I'm not working in the grocery store anymore.  A full time office job fell into my lap 3 weeks ago and the grocery store didn't want to give me the hours I wanted, so they left me off the schedule, which I took to mean "you're outta here".  Just as well, I really didn't want to work 2 jobs!  I love the new job, it's a flower importer and it's so very interesting!  And I love wearing skirts and dresses and nice clothes every day!  What a joy it is to put on a pair of pantyhose now - compared to before when I would actually get out of breath trying to put them on, not to mention the acrobatics it involved!  And to go from wearing the largest of the Queen size pantyhose to a B - unreal!  

I still have the plastic surgery plans - just not sure when it'll get started.  I'm waiting patiently for David's business stuff to get settled so the $$$ will be there!  We were talking about it last weekend when he was here, he's so excited for me to get this started and is sorry I can't make definite plans.  I told him not to fret it - it'll happen when it's supposed to, and I can be patient!  It will be nice to get rid of the extra skin though, especially the neck lift!!!  

Speaking of David, he's doing pretty well.  He's still working hard on his business stuff, but trying not to overdo it.  He's been down a couple of times recently, I'm happy about that.  I miss him so much when he's not here.  At least we get to talk on the phone every day.  Unfortunately when he was here last weekend, my children got into a nasty argument with him and now things are pretty broken between the 3 of them.  I had no idea my girls felt that way about him and about the situation and they really acted badly.  I thought for a while there that I'd lose David over this, but he reassured me that nothing can or would take him from me again.  He said we are soulmates, which we are, and no matter what our future holds - we're together regardless.  I just hope and pray that somehow things between him and my girls can be mended.   

So - here I am 18 months out and doing well.  I still thank God every day for this surgery and how successful I've been.  I'm more used to being "thin" now, and sometimes I don't remember what it was like to weigh 300 lbs.  It seems like another lifetime and another person.  Yet, it's all right there close by - which is good because it keeps me from returning to old, bad habits!  I do eat chocolate, very little at a time; I enjoy a desert if it's a special occasion; I still drink my water religiously very day, take my vitamins and supplements, and still have at least one protein drink/shake a day.  I still don't drink with meals and I still don't drink soda.  I went into this to make this a permanent change in my life, a permanent weight loss - and so far so good!  

I guess that's it for now.  I would say I will try and update more often, but I know I'd be lying!  It's true what I've read on here so many times, once you have the surgery and get the weight off, life is too busy to be on the computer very much!   Take care and God Bless, Jeanne :)

I saw Dr Gomez yesterday for my post surgery follow up.  I weighed 147 on his scale, dressed and with shoes!!!!  So the surgery got me back down to that 146 morning mark, apparently 147 dressed.  He said everything is fine, which I knew cuz I feel very well these days.  I don't even feel like I just had surgery 2 weeks ago.  Regarding the gallbladder, he said it's functioning according to that test, but it's full of stones so it should come out, but there's no great hurry.  I told him I hope to start plastic surgery by at least late summer, and he suggested I get the gallbladder out before that.  So I'll probably schedule it once my girls finish the school year, Juneish.  The nurse took a great picture of he and I for me, of course it's still in the camera so I have to upload it.  

I got back on the schedule at Publix and go back to work tonight.  David's doing fine.  Well, frustrated after his trip to Orlando yesterday.  Things are rough for him but I know thing will get worked out.  This project of his has been frustrating all along, so he's not surprised, just tired of being frustrated!   He says he's going to try and make it down for the weekend, so we'll see.  

Other than that, nothing going on really.  Just happy to be alive and well and 17 months post op as of yesterday!  Life is good :)

Good  morning!  The Happy Monday part is slightly sarcastic!  I'm doing well, thank God, recovering just fine from my hernia drama which will be 2 weeks tomorrow.  I feel great actually, have been off the Tylenol for 3 full days now and feel almost back to normal.  I'm just frustrated that my sweetie never made it down.  He's having a rough week to say the least, and something happening or not happening each day has delayed his trip.  He still says he's going to make it down tomorrow after he picks something up in Orlando, but I'm sure not counting on it at this point!  Plus I have to see the surgeon tomorrow for hopefully my full release back to work, and then may be on the schedule for Wed on, so I'm not sure if a trip down would be worth it now!  Oh well, such is his crazy life.  Hopefully all of this work and business drama is almost over and we can go back to a somewhat normal life!  It'll all be worth it, very soon, so I have to stay optimistic and continue to be patient!  

Before my unexpected surgery I was weighing 150-151 every day, now I'm 147-148 for the last week.  I can handle that!  I'm eating well now, regular bowel movements, and just trying to stay away from anything heavy that would aggravate my gallbladder.  That still has to come out.  I've enjoyed these days off work, but getting a little stir crazy so it'll be nice to get back later this week.  I asked for short days to start out, so it'll be pretty easy!  

Not much else going on.  I'm going to upload a couple of pictures that my sister sent me the other day, from our quick trip to GA 3 week ago.  Until next update - Happy Monday!!!! LOL

Tues, 3-6-07
Well, I'm home.  Didn't expect to be away, but sure am glad to be back!  I know I haven't updated my profile since Nov.  I do apologize.  I've been doing fine.  Holding steady about 149-151 daily now for about 4 months.  Started working part time at Publix in Jan, that's been fun.  David's doing pretty fair lately, working too hard but I admire what he's doing to say the least.  We got to take a quick trip to GA two weekends ago, I hadn't seen him in exactly 4 months.  He's actually due down here this morning to spend 2 days with me, so I'm thrilled.  

Ok - so on Feb 13th at work, I started feeling sick after lunch, got real hot, felt nauseaus.  Left my register to go sit in the breakroom, but felt worse by the minute, started vomiting, got abdominal pain.  They called rescue and I ended up being taken to Baptist Hospital, the closest, though I'd have rather gone to Mercy.  I just got worse and worse and couldn't keep down the contrast drink for a CT scan.  We were in touch with Dr Gomez which helped and at one point he told them to do the CT scan anyway.  But finally around 1am I was feeling better thanks to the happy stuff they were putting in my IV, and I was able to keep down two cups of the drink, so they did the CT, and only said that I had a gallstone, nothing else.  So I was released around 3am and went home.  Felt fine after that, took that trip to GA, kept working.  

Everything was fine until Monday (2-26).  I was off, so did all kinds of home-stuff including a mega trip to the laundrymat.  When I was home in the evening sitting down to eat my dinner (typical for me, broiled shrimp and mashed pot), I started feeling sick and only ate part of my dinner.  Within the next hour I was feeling the same symptoms as 3 weeks ago, and started vomiting, getting the abdominal pain.  Well this time I was home alone, what to do?  Kids were at night school.  I kept thinking ok, when I was at Baptist, the pain eventually went away, so maybe if I keep hurling, I'll get it out of my system and I'll be fine.  Optimistic at best.  By 1:30 am I was in so much pain I was really scared.  I woke my kids up and had them take me ASAP to Mercy.  We called Dr Gomez to let him know we were there, called their grandmother.  It was slow, took them a while to put in an IV with something for relief, see the ER doc and explain what had happened 3 weeks ago, etc.  My girls left for school (FCAT day) once their grandmother got there and I went for an ultrasound of the gallbladder, which told them that stone was now stuck in there, thus causing me such agony.  So Dr Gomez comes in and I figure ok, gallbladder surgery, lets do it.  He doesn't like that my right side where the GB is doesn't hurt when he presses, but my left side does, so off I go for more tests.  I couldn't keep ANY of the contrast drink down this time but they did the CT scan anyway.  I got back to the ER, they had me admitted already, took me to a room, Dr G came in minutes later and said it looked like I had a slight bowel obstruction along with the not-so-hot GB, so he had me scheduled for surgery.  Yeah!!!  I was so sick with the nausea and so tired of vomiting, I felt worse than I think I've ever felt in my life!  He said he'd try to take the GB also, would depend on what things were like when he got me in there. 

So off I go to OR prep, where I kept vomiting even while they were trying to get a good IV in me!  I wasn't scared, just so anxious to have someone make that pain go away!  I woke up once in recovery, realized I wasn't intubated like after my RNY, knocked back out and woke up as they were getting me to a room.  I was quite happy to realize I had NO drain to deal with and at 150 lbs compared to 290 last time, I was able to transfer into the bed SO easily!!!  

Next morning Dr G comes in to tell me that I didn't have a bowel obstruction per se - I had an internal hernia that was almost completely strangulating my intestine!  He said it was bad, very bad, and had we waited until morning for surgery - I wouldn't have made it, said that intestine was about 5 inches in diameter and about to bust!  So that was the pain on my left side!  The GB stayed though, he said once he released the hernia the GB area calmed right down and he said it would have been too much to do both things at once, would have been a much harder recovery.  So I have to go back in about a month to get Mr. GB out.  

I had a pretty easy recovery really, well I'm still recovering.  But I was very comfortable, was able to tolerate being in a hospital bed now that I'm a normal sized person!  Was able to get myself in and out of bed, clean myself, it felt so good compared to last time I had surgery!  Now, my goal was to pass gas!  Dr G said I could have nothing, not even an ice chip, until I started passing gas and he could see that my system was working.  I spent Wed, Thurs, Fri and most of Sat walking my IV pole around the nursing floor, trying to get that gas a-moving!  Finally Saturday I passed some gas, got rewarded with some broth and jello, passed some more, felt better!  I was high-fiving the nurse, everyone was thrilled!  I will never take gas for granted again!!!  Then Sun morning I got a tray with more broth and jello.  Dr G came in and I told him I felt great, wanted to go home - and he said I was all excited about broth - I needed to eat some food and see what happens.  OK - so a little while later this beautiful lunch tray came with a chicken breast in a light sauce, mashed taters, veggies, everything I would have eaten at home!!!  I ate slowly and didn't eat as much as I'd normally eat.  Everything went fine and I even had a bowel movement a little later!!!  The nurse called Dr. G, and the hospital doctor agreed to release me!  So I went to my mother in law's house rather than straight home and spent the night and all day yesterday there, then went home with my kids after night school last night.  

It felt so good to be home!!!  Of course after my girls being here without me for almost a week it's a bit of a mess.  Not real bad, but with David coming for a visit today, it's not what I want!  I can't clean much, but I'll do my best within reason.  He certainly won't care!  We are going to spend two lazy days together and I'm so looking forward to it!!!  He has another trip planned to GA for this weekend but it's not certain if I should go or not.  My sister is helping him with his business stuff right now, and he needs to make another trip up.  I want to go in the worst way, but not sure if I should.  I don't see Dr G until next Tues 3/13 and should get a release back to work for the next day.  It would be a shame to waste a weekend off like this, but, we'll have to see what would be the best for me, just recovering and all.  Plus that gallbladder is still in there and could flare up if it wanted to, that wouldn't be good!  

So now I've had unexpected surgery, didn't know I had a hernia.  These are things that can happen post op at any time.  The key is getting medical help immediately, preferably the hospital and doctor who did your RNY.  We know our bodies by now and know when something's wrong.  We cannot ignore abdominal pain!  Thank God I didn't and thank  you God for getting me through this! 

My faith in God.  My faith in God is what sustains me every day of my life.  It's not that I just figured this out, it's just that with everything going on right now, the following sentance completely sums it up.  My friend Yvonne emailed me a prayer today, and this was in it: "the will of God will never take you where the grace of God will not protect you".  WOW.  Follow God.  It's that simple.  Trust Him and He will always protect you.  How cool is that??  I just had to put this in my journal today, it touched me that much.  

Well, my David cancelled his appt with the neurosurgeon, told them he would call back to reschedule it.  I knew he was going to do that!  Yes, I would like to drag him by his ear to the car and drive him there myself - but I can't.  He's a big boy and this is his call.  He'll go when he wants to go and me, I will continue to pray!  He's feeling pretty well these last few days and even working in his shop, the best he can with that broken arm.  Yes, I would like to drag him by his ear back to his couch and make him rest - but I can't.  Actually it's probably good that he resume his normal routine and not sit home having a pity party.  I just lovingly reminded him he needs to eat right and get enough rest, and he lovingly responded "yes, dear".  Men.  :)

Sunday, 12/3/06.  First Sunday of Advent.  Well, David got the results of his CT scan and the neurologist said "it's worse than I thought".  It's hitting us all now slowly, that we may very well lose David within a year.  He's upset, understandably, and actually said he almost wished I hadn't found him, because now I'm just going to lose him again, and for good this time.  I can't look at it that way, I'm grateful for the time we've had together since I found him in June and I'll cherish every moment we have until God calls him home.  So many people are praying for him!  I'm surrounded by people who love me and everyone is being so supportive.  My girls still don't know, they just know he isn't feeling well.  He does have an appt on Tuesday with a neurosurgeon who is supposed to be a very good doctor and maybe we'll find out if David is a candidate for surgery or not.  He didn't come down this weekend afterall, he's just trying to rest now that he's finally home.  I'm hoping he'll come down Tuesday after that appt, that doctor isn't far from where I live.  So we'll see, and we do have so much to talk about to prepare for this.  It's not going to be easy, but I think once we get this difficult visit over with, we'll be able to just enjoy our time together.  I went to church yesterday morning at 6:30am, since it was the first Friday of the month, the chapel was open all night for prayer and perpetual adoration.  I was able to place David's name in the prayer box and I just sat there and prayed, talked to God and left feeling a new peace about all of this.  So often in life we don't understand things that happen in our lives, but being a Christian, I have the peace of knowing that God will take care of us all and get us through everything that happens.  I'll be with David again someday, I know that in my heart, but until then, I plan on spending as much time as possible with him and just cherishing every moment.  

Well, better hit the shower.  My oldest daughter and her boyfriend and his family and I are all going to mass at 11am.  That really means a lot to me, I think today is going to be very nice.  I was up early, went for a 2 mile walk, then to Target to get Christmas tree lights and after church I will head home to finish my tree and watch FOOTBALL!!!  Ooooh baby, nothing better than Sunday afternoon football!  Well, maybe a few things............
Much love, Jeanne :)

Well, I'm home from my Thanksgiving trip to Georgia.  Got home last night, was a nice flight and though I had a wonderful time with my family, I missed my girls and I'm glad to be home!  I'll post some pictures soon, it was a beautiful trip.

My poor David is really going through a rough time right now.  He made it back home from Hawaii on Tuesday, had an important meeting rescheduled at the last minute so he went to see his neurologist.  He has been working way too hard, not eating enough, not resting, had the accident over there - and admitted he just isn't feeling well lately, so I'm glad he went to the doctor asap.  Doctor did an MRI and gave him very disturbing news.  Told him 60% of his brain is gone and what's left is not in good shape, and told him he likely has less than a year to live.  He was told when he suffered the beating and got the Parkinsons 5 years ago, that he probably had 5-7 years to live.  What scares him is that everything the doctors told him would happen as the disease progressed has been happening, and now we're faced with the reality that he may not be with us much longer.  The doctor sent him to the hospital Wed for a CT scan with contrast, and the meds and chemicals made him so sick they kept him overnight.  I found this out when I got to the Atlanta airport getting ready to fly home, and all I wanted to do was change my flight to Tampa!  I couldn't do that though, and he wanted me to get home to my girls.  But he says he'll be down later this weekend - or I made him promise if he didn't feel 100%, that I would drive up there.  I am asking everyone I know, and don't know, to pray for him.  So many people love this dear man, including myself of course, and it's devastating to know he may not be with us much longer.  I haven't even been able to think yet about what the future will be like without him.  I lost him once but found him after 23 years, and the last 5 months with him have been the most amazing of my life!  We're just starting to plan a life together with my kids and his, and I knew there was a chance we wouldn't grow "old" together, but now - we may not even have a year!  I don't question God, He leads, I follow, but gosh you have to wonder why He brought him back in my life, just to lose him again.  My kids will be crushed, they love him already.  They don't know this new development yet, I don't even know if we should tell them yet.  We'll address that when he's here in a few days.  I told him on the phone yesterday, at least being in the hospital until he gets those chemicals out of his system will MAKE him rest, and he laughed.  At least he's not going back to finish the job in Hawaii, and with a broken arm he's not able to help much in his own shop, so I do believe this man will finally get some rest, and hopefully get much stronger to continue battling this disease.  I hope we hear the results of that CT scan today, and just pray that God isn't ready for my David yet.  Please Lord, let us keep him as long as possible.  My family is so worried about me now, and him of course, they love him so much.  Even my niece in Georgia will be praying for him in her prayer group this week.  With so many people praying for him, and my great faith in God, I have great hope, I really do.  There is also a surgery he is now going to look into, that hopefully will prolong his life, and give him a better quality of life.  I need him, so many people need him and love him, he's such a good man.  I appreciate every single prayer being said for him.  Much love, Jeanne

Sat, 11/18/06
This is too funny.  I was looking at someone's profile on here, and she had the Quizilla quiz for what curse word you are.  My girls curse like truck drivers and it makes me crazy. We argue about it constantly.  So I guess I was having one of those "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em" moments and thought I'd see what curse word I am. Well, here goes, and it's actually quite accurate I think!  Especially the part about still sounding polite, espite it all.  That's so true! 

Which Swear (Curse) Word Are You?

Your word is BUGGER. You are generally quite restrained, but sometimes your anger or frustration come to the surface and it all comes out. Yet you somehow can't stop sounding polite, despite it all.
Take this quiz!

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This little meaningless quiz kinda cheered me up.  I'm worried about my David. He's had a hell of a week over there in Hawaii.  There was an accident on the site and he broke his arm.  Now his back is killing him and he can barely move.  So here is the love of my life, miles and miles away from me, in a hotel room, with Parkinsons limitations as it is, now with one arm broken and a bad back.  He told me last night he wants to come home but is in such bad shape with the back pain that he wouldn't be able to tolerate the 13+ hour flight!  I've been praying for him like crazy, and we're going to pray for him at church tonight.  I actually have a lot of people praying for him and I know he'll be ok.  I'm just worried that he's not eating and taking all of this pain medication and muscle relaxants.  I haven't talked to him yet today, it's 11am here but only 6am there.  Hopefully by the end of the weekend he'll be able to fly out of there.  

Other than that, everything else is fine.  I did something yesterday I never thought I'd do - I got my hair colored for the first time in my life!!  The gray hair has never bothered me, but everyone that loves me, and those just with an opinion, have been trying to get me to get rid of the gray for a LONG time now.  It does look nice I must say, I have before and after pictures I can put on here.  I should do that now. 

Ok this is making me crazy.  This one paragraph is repeating itself and I can't get it to delete.  Sometimes I hate computers.

This little meaningless quiz kinda cheered me up.  I'm worried about my David. He's had a hell of a week over there in Hawaii.  There was an accident on the site and he broke his arm.  Now his back is killing him and he can barely move.  So here is the love of my life, miles and miles away from me, in a hotel room, with Parkinsons limitations as it is, now with one arm broken and a bad back.  He told me last night he wants to come home but is in such bad shape with the back pain that he wouldn't be able to tolerate the 13+ hour flight!  I've been praying for him like crazy, and we're going to pray for him at church tonight.  I actually have a lot of people praying for him and I know he'll be ok.  I'm just worried that he's not eating and taking all of this pain medication and muscle relaxants.  I haven't talked to him yet today, it's 11am here but only 6am there.  Hopefully by the end of the weekend he'll be able to fly out of there.  Other than that, everything else is fine.  I did something yesterday I never thought I'd do - I got my hair colored for the first time in my life!!  The gray hair has never bothered me, but everyone that loves me, and those just with an opinion, have been trying to get me to get rid of the gray for a LONG time now.  It does look nice I must say, I have before and after pictures I can put on here.  I should do that now. Ok this is making me crazy.  This one paragraph is repeating itself and I can't get it to delete.  Sometimes I hate computers.