Well here we are, sixty-one days have gone bye, and a lot has happened. Sixty-one, I have to remember that number. Today started off in the usual fashion, up by eight, breakfast by nine, ready to get Jerry going so we could leave the house by one. Medications, range of motion, bath and dressed, all that that entails, we were getting it done, ready to face the hour and a half drive to Pleasanton to Jerry's new training gym SCI fit. Then it happened. Nausea. We were in the van, which we owe thanks to the many supporters for, and just ready to leave camp when Jer got sick. We all were bummed. Sixty-one. Mabey it was the scrambled eggs? Did we give him his medications in the right order? Did we forget something? Was it the sixty-one speed bumps that we go over to get out of the camp? I don't know, buy Jerry was sick and that ended the trip. Man, Monday was so cool, we just wanted to feel that again. We were so close, but being sick before the drive was a bad sign, so we cruised back home and took care of business. Once we got in the house, Jerry went back to bed, Mom made some phone calls, and I went to get a few things at the grocery store and got the movie Austrailia to watch later in the evening. What a lame day! So much promise, dashed by the stinking nausea. I hate that word.
Jerry got up later about 4pm and we ate a little food, looked at some pictures that our friend Linda had brought over, and we sat down and watched the movie. Simple enough I guess.
But as we talked later in the evening, we all remembered sixty-one.
It's ONLY been sixty-one days since his injury. Not three months, not six months, but sixty-one days. The people at SCI fit couldn't even believe he came in when he did, they just usually don't see people in that soon. So I guess what I'm trying to say is we need to be patient. There are going to be days like this, and there are going to be days like Monday, and we have to just have to keep on keeping on. We will get up the same way tomorrow(except for the eggs I think) and see what the day will bring. One thing I know for sure is though, we will keep trying, and that God will see us through the good and the bad, just the way he did today. Just when I thought today was a wash, he reminded me of the good. We are alive, we love one another, and we get another chance to do it again tomorrow. All that in Sixty-one days.........Remarkable.
Thank You Lord.
Good night and God Bless, Dennis
8 comments:
You are right Den,
The order of the letters in the word "nausea" are even ugly.
God bless the MacCallisters today. Please make it a day filled with hope and love. Let Jerry have a settled tummy.
61 prayers coming your way Jerry!
Gretch
Life is still beautiful
You said it remarkable ,Your journey has been remarkable as well as your family is ,God bless
Way to find the silver lining, Dennis, even amidst all the disappointment. God has mysterious ways of working. I have to think that for some good reason you were not meant to go this time.
I am praying for patience and Jerry's relief from nausea.I can't imagine living with that as much as he's had to.
Love, Nancy
"When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive -to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love."
Marcus Aurelius
Denny, There will be more Monday's .....It is so cool to hear how God gives us clear vision in what seems so much of a bummer. He loves us way more than we can fathom. He has good stuff right around the corner for you guys. Love you all.
Dennis,
You are right. So often we let ourselves get discouraged so easily. We will continue to pray for your family - for less nausea and more patience. :)
Frances
PS You are a great writer!
Dennis,
I like the way you guys remember the positive. I know that is not always easy to do. Don't ever stop remembering the positive. It sounds like God is definitely with you. Love you guys.
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