A Godly wife fights with Santa about Global Warming and Evolution

Well I never thought I would be blogging about this but...it's that time I guess. Okay let me start by saying I had the most hilarious Friday! I almost peed on myself with laughter at my cute husband. While laughing to tears I told him I wish I could have recorded this whole day. So I thought man I just as well here...this is not for the faint of heart, or men, or kids....proceed with caution or just throw caution to the wind, that is what I did when I posted this.

Okay now to the funny crap!~

This Friday I had a doctor's appointment to get a monitor put on my chest due to palpitations-that I have had for oh A YEAR AND 1/2 and not one doctor would due much about-to which I told them this last visit 'do something or lock me in a padded room'-I actually said that, to a doctor-probably not smart huh, but I just don't care anymore.

Sooo anyho I get into the room and the nurse is so into herself, which is fine if they must talk about their wretched lives to every Tom, Dick and Faith that comes in then by all means lay it on me...I should be a good Christian and listen right? So then in the middle of her ranting about her horse or cows or something she says "pull off your top..."

long pause


Then I try and evaluate where the robe thingy is she is suppose to give me, and then look at her like she should leave the room so I can dress into my retard suit that I can't find.

Long stares at one another..."oh you mean now...?"


Yep just pull it all off! Stupid fear starts to hit me when I remember...Oh dear God I am wearing my jeans...that are TOO SMALL!-and taking off my long top will reveal that!

"okay but here is the thing, I have gained about 10 pounds since buying these jeans I have on and I have a serious muffin top! SERIOUS!"

She rolls her eyes and says "oh girl I've seen it all"...BUT I DON"T CARE!!!!!!!!!!!

So in frustration I just fling my top off and say to heck with it.

So there I sat with my jeans that are probably 3 sizes too small, my muffin top that is 10 sizes too big, and what does she do,

stops to TALK

About what you say...I don't know because I was too busy trying to suck in my muffin top in and trying not slam her head into the bench I was sitting on. Man do some people not get how uncomfortable it is to suck in, sit up straight, and this, of course makes your boobs stick way out so then you look like your trying to show them off- ugh! Not to mention just the sheer fact that I was in my bra, talking to this lady about BS! Happy thought Happy thoughts


Okay so then I head off to the health food market to get a few things and then it hits me, the need to go potty! Man why now! They probably don't have a bathroom and I have so much to get! So I tried to hold it but, after much walking around I realized I just could not focus on shopping with this need to go, so I ask and sure enough they do have a potty room-yeah me. SO I race off to the potty and when I turn on the light guess who is staring back at me?

A mental patient!!!!!!!!!! With cords and patches on her upper chest, she looked quite scary!

Oh no wait it's me!

Yep the monitor things are sticking out of the top of my shirt making me look like I ran away from my Psycho ward!!!!

I realized maybe I could use this to my advantage. Like I should just twitch my head and act goofy just to really freak people out. You should have seen the looks I got the rest of the day...I think people did not know what to think of all that junk near my neck...I wonder what I would have thought?

Okay so then I head to my friends house to visit her and her new baby, where I was reminded a little bit of what it's like to have a new born...you know the part where you boarder on being mentally retarded from lack of sleep and human interaction-where the only thing on your mind is poop, breast milk, and a strong desire for a bath. It was nice to visit. We talked about our past, drinking and drugs...what is so funny is that we are like the most straight, deep down Christians you will meet! We don't get drunk, we don't do drugs and yet...this is what we talked about. It was actually nice because it reminded me so much about how far God has taken me from that kind of life, and how much I really enjoy my new life with God, and Godly friends! We also talked about Santa, something that I realize some people need to understand about our family. For me I just can't lie to my children (or anyone) about anything.

Do you want to know why?

Because for years I was lied to by my spouse (old boyfriend), and that pain still affects how I act today! Finding out about Santa is one of my few memories of childhood-and I am one of those retards that remembers very little from my childhood-just ask my mom. Lying has hurt me in so many ways, that to this day I have a hard time trusting if people are being real with me.

I am not saying oh poor me, I am saying my kids will not hear a lie from me.

I just can't, even when it seems so 'innocent', it's really not. I know most people say oh I am sure you lie...and maybe to some I do but I try not to at ALL. About anything. Yes this means I tell people when I don't like their soup (only if they ask though...there is a difference between telling the truth and being rude) I always feel closer to those that are willing to tell me the truth, than say nothing or especially lie! It's just not right. How much closer will your children be to you if they know you were not willing to go with the popular census and lie to your child? Just a thought...

Well then after my visit with my friend my husband and I went out to do some shopping. That is our idea of a fun date, dinner and shopping...if it sounds pathetic it's really not, we love these dates!-We love being perfectly boring...seriously after cancer, life can not be more sweet than the little moments!

So we get to the end of our shopping trip and we decide on an item we want to get but we are unsure if it will fit into our car, so my husband and I are opening doors to the car and measuring the openings. I of course measure using my arm from my fist to my elbow.

Isn't that how you would measure?

"yep two arm lengths this way, and 3 that way." So we close the doors and head for the store.


To which my husband tells me: Don't forget this " two brown stripes past my nipples, and just above my knees"

Is that how most men measure stuff?

I burst into obnoxious laughter, oh the laughs and the stares! My husband unlike me who used her arm to measure the size of the opening...he used his nipples and knees...oh dear God is that not funny?


So, we get into the store and find the item, I put my arm up to it, looks like it will fit that way, so my husband turns it on it's side and sure enough he shoves his whole body into the box...it looked like he was humping it! Bahahahaahahahahhaahahah, you can't make this kind of stuff up! this is where I just about peed on myself! I was laughing to hard I was crying. I know people were staring because I laugh loud! And he just kept putting his body up to the box...oh dear God! You should have been there! After a bit he started doing it just to see my laugh more...ahhh

what a fun date

So that was my hilariously fun Friday night! It still makes me giggle!

Okay now my Global Warming and Evolution issue, if you already agree that evolution and G.W. are a farce you don't have to read on. Otherwise I am bringing up some topics that I have been discussing with others on another blog. They asked me to give facts to support my theory.

I don't really give facts to support my theory...that is why it's a theory. However I am going to give facts to disprove their theory.

Bare with me I do not have a science degree, but my info comes from some super smarty pants scientist that do give facts.

Okay these are the websites where I got my info...if you want to know what they said you will have to look through all their research like I did (some are even on video's that you either can buy or rent from the library), it's extensive but worth the effort. They give facts to disprove evolution and global warming.

Does this mean I think it's okay to not be environmentally friendly? Absolutely not! I still think we impact our environment in negative ways, just not the climate/weather...or at least no one has proved it to me yet.

Evolution:
http://www.drdino.com/

Global Warming:
http://www.oism.org/

Latte

Su-prise Suuu-prise Su-PRISE

Well this Saturday is one I will never forget! I love my husband dearly! He is a kind, good man with so many sweet loving qualities about him. For the past few months I have been over joyed that he is still with me and cancer free! And with all these thoughts of him, a memory of when he was sick hit me about a month ago. It was one of him telling me when he got better he was going to have a big party invite everyone who was there for him while he was sick and grill steaks. Not too long after he got better (about 6 months ago) he was still so weak that he put it off, then our son had baseball (Thor was coach) and we traveled a lot, then in August he had to have his gallbladder removed and again he was weak for a month or more. Summer turned into fall and here we are 6 months later and no party. I just knew I had to step into action. What better way than a surprise party? And the devilish girl that I am I was able to get him to grill out for his own party!!!! imagine that!

I coordinated with one of his work buddies (Bill), my Mother In Law (MIL-Goldie) and Brother In Law Rick. We told Thor that we were having a birthday party for his brother at our house and we were going to grill out for him. I called and e-mailed everyone I could think of that played a major roll in my husband during his sickness (a phone call or card WAS MAJOR TO US) We were so overwhelmed with love during his surgery and chemo I wanted Thor to see he is still so loved and we are so thankful he is better...after his recovery. I know I missed calling and inviting many people but some had to go and have a baby, and others had to go and leave town! Shame on them, lol!

The theme was of course my husbands favorite past time- grilling, so I had everyone bring a side and a grilling cookbook from my amazon wish list (if they could because during these hard times no one could blame those that did not bring anything, we were just thankful they came!) We ended up with loads of family (some live nearly 3 hours away), several work buddies (even our favorite retired friend came for a few minutes with a congrats cake!) and one friend from high school who was the only person (other than parents of my husbands high school friends) that called when Thor got sick. My husband had not seen him in 10-11 years? It was the icing on the cake for my surprise party!~

My husband also ended up with 10 cook books from his favorite cooking shows, America's Test Kitchen, Steven Raichlen, Lidia's Italian-America, and Bobby Flay-needless to say that boy does not need a cook book for some time!~

My husband felt very blessed to see everyone and get to spend time with them he thanked me all weekend!-though I am pretty sure he's not fond of surprises, I think it he was more blessed by the people than the surprise of it all. That is what I wanted!

So without further ado I give you pictures of the surprise remission party for my husband.

Love,
Faith
















Not pictured:-Sorry I was having too much fun to pick up my camera, go figure?
Dawn Thor's sister and her husband
Goldie Thor's mom
Bonnie-Thor's aunt
Donna's Husband and two cute boys!
Melody's Husband- you can sort of see him in the 6th picture down
Tim's 3 very cute boys-who had so much fun with my boys they called us to tell us!
Steve's sweet and cute boy
Abe's very loving adorable boy
Denny
Thor and I and our two boys

Golf, beds, and tot heads, but not in that order=)

Okay I know it seems crazy to have two posts in one day but I have a lot I want to get out today so the rest of my week can be dedicatied to otherly important things=)

First for our awesome adventures in tot school click on this link and see all the cool things I did with our 3 year old last week.

Second my very cute, very neat hubby made this nifty neat bed from scratch. No kit, no online bed making plans. He just looked at my son's bed and tried to duplicate it, isn't it brilliant!




And drum roll please, here are us Cannon's playing golf: all most all pictures are courtesy of our 3 year old as we all suck so bad that we did not have time to stop and take them ourselves or we would have been there all day instead of the absurd 5 hours it normally takes us;-) Speed golf, gotta love it! okay well here are pictures of us on our 3rd trip to play golf at the local golf course. Oh did I mention we suck, well more like I do! My big boy does pretty well for 11 and not played much golf, and my husband, while he is not nor will he ever be Tiger he's fairly good. If I were him I would not bring me...but he seems to like to bring us. He even got us all clubs! Well I don't keep score for me because it's hard to keep track after 9 strokes! But in 18 holes Stuntman got a 63 and the big cheese got a 47. Not bad for just having cancer-and the surgery and chemo that went with it less than 6 months ago plus gallbladder surgery a few weeks ago aye?

picture altered to protect the innocent fat

Stuntman taking a practice swing

my hubby always looking for someones lost balls, roflol!


me trying to show little thunder how to use the camera

Me actually hitting the ground with the club in anger!

Hubby taking a practice swing

Me really not liking how crappy I played, don't worry I got in a better mood after this! Hubby was good with tips=)

trying to swing at a little ball and make it go 300 yards in 3 strokes are less...(snort) yeah right! I do love hanging out with my family and I pray I get better because when that ball does go flying, it makes me realize why guys love it so. I just think this sport is hard! You have to think about where your feet are, your arms, the club, the ball and then make those all come together to shoot a little ball with a little club across a giant field! I am not that talented folks!

Latte

Life with Cancer part 3...Treatment

Heads up to those who read this and don't know us personally our walk through cancer is in the very recent past. My husband is now in remission I just write this to share with friends, family and anyone who feels they may grow closer to the Lord from this. I will not be going into the gruesome details, so rest assured it will be a clean reading.


okay this part of my husband's cancer is hard! I will not give all the details. I will just give an outline of what happened.

We went to a chemo class to learn about what kind of treatment my husband would get. He was told he would be getting 3 different meds and that the major side affects of all were hair loss. The other major side affect was sickness but the nurse said that it was not usually as hard on men. So we felt pretty good about that. His treatments were spread out over 4 months. They went something like this: he had 21 day treatments day 1-5 he got treatments every day, then he also got a treatment on day 9 and then again on 16 he got a break until day 21 then it started over 3 more times .

I went with him on his first treatment and while we both wished I could be there with him every day (they did not allow kids or a second person) we knew the kids could not be without us both that much. So we decided the best plan would be for the kids and I to drive him to his treatments, stay with a friend and do school with the kids and then when he was done go home. This friend was the wife of his work friend, and they were so cool to help us out! She had the most warm, home you could imagine! She was so sweet, and kind to allow us to stay there! This is her blog she is very inspirational! I pray we get to spend more time with them in the future!

Okay the treatment pretty much put my husband out of commission! That is pretty much all that needs to be said. He could barely work-and pretty much didn't-he was so blessed by a super nice boss! All of my husband's work friends were just the bomb!! All he could do was sleep on the couch. I never felt so bad for him in my life! It was hard to see such a tough man so crushed. Nuff said!

He did lose his hair around the second week. We decided that because we had a 3 year old the best thing to do was let him see daddy shaving his head so it would not shock him...that did not go as well as I had thought it would. While it was probably a good thing he saw daddy shave his head, he was still totally freaked about it and did not really want anything to do with his daddy for about 3 days. finally he warmed up and eventually did not mind at all. He knew daddy was sick and he knew his hair would grow back. He actually did well while his daddy was sick and pretty much left him alone on the couch. I think he took it really well.

For me his treatments to rid his body of cancer was my time to try and rid my self of many issues I had. And while I have not accomplished that to date, I am ever grateful to have had the time to reflect on many things and draw closer to the Lord instead of resenting Him for this tragedy. Before my husband's cancer I really felt I had lost touch with God. I let my sin's divide me from Him instead of leaning on him more! It is hard to turn to someone when your ashamed of your sins!

It was also a time for us to listen to the Lord and see what he wanted us to gain from this. For me it was #1 to lean on Him more and #2 to learn to not only be an example to my children at home but to get out more and fellowship with others so they can see the Lord in our family. It is SOOOO easy to hide in your home and do nothing with your life! You can say oh well I mentor my children and that is a great thing, but in that mentorship teaching the kids to feed and shelter children, to help the widowed etc. can not only be taught but should be seen being done by you. I felt that and so I am breaking out of my shell more. It is a slow process for me but I am making the changes. My husband said that he thinks the Lord was showing him that he should not be working so much. And even though it is nice to get the house paid off early it was not an important thing. I will cover more of that in part 4 along with how it has helped my children grow in the Lord.

Well that is about all I have to say about his treatment. My husband is my hero for going though such an ordeal!

Next is part 4 rehabilitation and life after cancer...my favorite part of the story. I am actually looking forward to telling this part because cancer, and chemo have changed my husband! It has changed us all and I will go though each of us and tell of the changes. This ordeal has a light at the end of the tunnel and it never looked so sweet. Our Lord is the most awesomeist ever. I can not wait to be with Him...hence the 'missing you' logo at the top of my blog. While I love my life and I want to live a full one, I can only imagine!

I pray this has brought you closer to the Lord.

Latte

Okay this school year is so far so good, but super crazy busy! The main reason it's so busy right now is my dear sweet husband decided to take me on a small vacation to "Aa de La Hospital" for 3 days and 3 nights. We did not get the private suite though, but we did have cable! Can you say FOOD NETWORK? And get this my husband did not eat almost the whole time we were there. I don’t know how someone can watch cooking shows all day and not eat! It seems he needed some stones removed from his gal-bladder (and the bladder itself) and the extra stay was because his pancreas was going kuku from it. So when I got home I was husband, wife, mom, and teacher!!!!!! Bet you did not know I could be all that did ya?

Well school last week went smooth aside from my having to hold the fort down. We did most everything on time and completed all the work. The only thing I need to do is look at his math to make sure he is ‘getting’ the work he is doing. I got into a stump last year where I hated grading math because there were SO MANY PROBLEMS! So I told Stuntman this year that if he got them most of his problems right he could cut back on how many he did...do you really need to do about 40 or more problems every day? and most being repetitive? Okay I now what your thinking so I will help you feel better, my house is super trashed! And not the normal everyday trashed, more like almost gross trashed! So I might have got school covered, but the rest is just a joke!


I forgot to add on my last blog about our school year that we homeschool year round...kinda have to because I will can not be tide down to this house 7 hours a day for 180 days (NOT INCLUDING WEEKENDS AND HOLIDAYS) I really don't have the stomach for that venture. I like saying on a Tuesday..."guess what today is a holiday" for no reason what so ever! Homeschooling year round also gives us EVERY Friday off for a 3 day weekend, long holidays so when my husband gets 11 days off for Christmas (that's right ladies, don't be jealous that I get my man for 11 or more days in December-though I SO my husband would like it in June so he could get more of his 'Hunny Do' list done) So year round schooling works out great this way. And because we homeschool year round we are able to do school 4 days 4 hours each day, isn't that super easy for all involved? And because our state law requires 1000 hours this alone gives us around 800. The rest he gets from 4-H, Field Trips, Life Lessons, Community Service, Bible Study, Educational shows and very little weekend homework.


I have a lot more I would like to post but there just is not enough time in the day, so for now....I will leave you with a teaser! I plan to post in the up coming weeks on 'Life with Cancer part 3'-if you have not read part 1 and part 2 now would be a good time. I also plan to post about why we vote republican-and our take on the parties running and their issues, about my homeschool favorites-I have many great ones I can't wait to share!, and many many more, I just can't remember them right now.

Latte

Life with Cancer...part 2

Heads up to those who read this and don't know us personally our walk through cancer is in the very recent past. My husband is now in remission I just write this to share with friends, family and anyone who feels they may grow closer to the Lord from this.


Okay Sorry this took so long to post but it was hard to write the first one...it's still pretty fresh (like an open wound) I cried all through writing the last post. I just pray that someone walks closer to God through my sharing this.

Part 2 Diagnosis

Before we begin the Diagnosis part I really need to finish part one. I was just too wiped out to do it when I wrote part one. Okay here goes.

My friends The McAdams called...I think the next day. It was all I could do to not start balling at just hearing their voices! They told me (after I informed them I felt this was a punishment for something I did) that this was not something where I needed to look at ME but that this is our natural life and instead I needed to look at God. This is just our fleshly body and that my husband needed a "tune-up" They also told me to be prepared for those in the "church world" who will say "we will pray and God will heal you". At first I could not understand what they meant by this but I was glad to hear from them. I then felt I could call my family and to my surprise they all said 'not to worry we will pray and he will be healed' I know this is the norm in the church world, this constant "healing" upon prayer and I am not against healing at all...I think we just miss the point of why God gave the cancer to begin with it's not just to show God's power. I think for my husband and my self it was a major growth in a lot of areas towards God, our Children, and the love of God through friends and family. So when my family started making those comments the McAdams words rang in my head and I looked to God for the point in all of this...not so much for the healing. I knew if we searched for the answers (by looking at Him) we would either get that healing or understand Gods plan. I was so calm after that, it was amazing. I was sad to know that I was not going to pray feverishly for my husband's healing...that is really hard. But that God would show us what he wanted from all of this. So we prayed.

I want to take a moment and explain why we did not pray for a healing (not that we did not say hey God it would be nice if... but why we did what we did. Think of it like this. Lets say your child is playing at the park and another kid pushes him down. Now you have a choice, you can 1. go over to the kid and the mom who pushed your child and tell them like it is or 2. you can realize that your child is going to face these kinds of trials all of his life and explain to him that this is just a part of life. Now that child knows you love them, they know you will always be there for them (just like God) but he now understands that this is just our natural life. It will have ups and downs and we need to find the meaning of it all...never doubt that you will learn something from every trial in your life. If your read the bible there are some tragically sad stories of men who went to their death bed serving God and living a horrible life. I am sure they asked God to take them out of this situation, but do you think the bible would be what it is today if God had saved Jesus? Jesus died for us, just think of what we could do for others during our trials?

Okay on to part 2

My husband got his scans where it was determined that he had cancer and they needed to remove it. Little at this time was told to us about what it was, where it was or anything. They thought it was "Seminoma" but they were not sure. It seemed like not much time went by and we were at the hospital and he was getting it removed. It was SOOO hard for me to take him there. I am not against hospitals but I know the statistics of death by hospitals and it scared me more than the cancer! I sat in the waiting room drinking an ungodly amount of lattes, watching Home and Garden TV and cropping pictures for a scrapbook project I started (that did not get done in-part until Christmas and the rest until...well it's still not done come to think of it as of June 2008) My sister-in-law with her daughter and BIL came to visit with my while I waited, and while at first I was not happy with company (I do well alone) it was nice to have them there. The doctor came out about a million hours later and said Thor did well, but there was more than they thought so they needed to cut more and put in a stint where the cancer put pressure on his bladder area. They were suppose to let him go home that day (I know crazy huh) but they decided to keep him over night. My MIL and FIL along with our kids came up to see my husband who was doing just fine. He got loads of calls and visits from friends, it was a huge blessing to see how loved he was. Even a friend of mine came by with Cookies and trail mix! It was like they wrapped us in a warm blanket and God was the blanket! I stayed the night with my husband and we both got little sleep because I drank too many lattes and the TV was on. I also think it was just nice for us to bond.

During the days that lead up to the doctors visits I came to reality about cancer not being "completely curable" I now understood we can take measures to care for our temple but the best cure is praying for the things we can't protect ourselves against...like the environment, drunk drivers, etc. I had to lay that idea to rest and start working on my husband getting his "tune-up" as the McAdams called it.

My husband got his results (rather quickly) and a few days later we saw the doctor. This appointment was something I prepared for because while I came to terms with no cure all cancer I knew we were going to do what ever we could to make sure that we ate God's food-herbs, vits, etc. to help my husband along. I knew that some drugs and herbs may not go together so I went there with questions. Large parts of that interview is burned into my head. My husband and I were told he had seminoma cancer its a testicular cancer and that it has spread over and was putting pressure on his bladder...area and hence the pain. He had lymph nodes near the cancer site that were beyond large and they needed to do chemo to shrink them. This doctor had great bedside manners and had the white board and went step by step through the whole process. He even told us we probably wont remember most of this...and while at first I did remember over time it has left me. But large parts are burned into my head! I was told vits can interfere with chemo and so I gave them to him up to the day of chemo. He told us we had a 95% cure rate with this kind of cancer. I had two thoughts 1. ugh 5% seemed like a lot, and 2. how sad I felt about families who do not get that kind of %! I wanted to be thankful and at the same time I was so sad for so many others with cancer.

Well I got through that without crying! Well there ya go...I hope this is not too much info for all of you guys!

I pray that those who go through this can learn to come to terms with this, and can grow towards God and his plan when something like this happens...He is a great God even in the worst of times.

Latte

Life With Cancer...part 1

Okay I thought long and hard about posting this to my friends and family. I guess I mostly do this for myself (I have plan's to scrapbook this post) but I share so those who love us can know the trials of Cancer through my (Latte's) eyes. I am not sure what good will come from sharing this, I pray something.

Now before we begin I must tell you this blog needs a few things before you read it. #1 a lot of time #2 a whole box of Kleenex and the ability to handle sad stories, don't worry it has a happy ending #3 a really good soothing drink (for me it would be, you guessed it- a latte).

Well here is our story. I will give you a little "get to know us" for those who don't know the year that led up to my husband getting cancer:

My husband had been on serious overtime-he was gone from this house about 70 hours a week. He had been on overtime for I think a year and 1/2. This was hard on all of us. My husband was always so tired. We had decided him working overtime was best to pay the house off 21 YEARS early. We thought 2 years of overtime was worth the pain to not have a house payment again. After a year and ½ this was getting hard to remember this. Now to my families story:

December 2, 2007
We where getting ready to go to my In Law's for my BIL's birthday party. I was in the bathroom getting all girlafide and my husband was in the bedroom sitting on the bed getting dressed. He had been complaining all morning that his back/side had hurt but now as we got down to the final minutes before we were to leave he was really complaining. My first thoughts were man all week long he is fine but when ever the weekend gets here he makes a small belly ache a big thing...every stinking weekend! I was frustrated because I LOVE spending time with my happy fun husband and since he has been on overtime he almost no longer existed. I made my thoughts clear and my husband became very upset thinking I was calling him a liar-how I regret those words. Though I was not calling him a liar I did just think his exhaustion probably made him more willing to give in to small aches. We went ahead and went to the party.

At the party my husband was careful not to mention his side too much, but he was having trouble containing his pain, I unfortunately secretly wondered if he kept the drama going to prove me wrong, so sad. As we packed to leave my husband went out to the car ahead of us. Once I was outside my MIL came up to me and told me my husband was over in the bushes getting sick. A little bit of fear came over me, I soon realized my husband probably had a serious problem.

Monday December 3, 2007
My husband called in sick...this is something he NEVER does. I started to get a little nervous so I got on my computer and looked up what would cause the pain he was having, the computer said gallbladder or kidney stones. Okay that's not too bad. Finally just before the doctor's office closed he made an appointment.

Tuesday December 4th, 2007
The doctor agrees with me and sends him to get an x-ray. We wait all day for the doctor to call us back. Then once we are home and on the couch he gets the call. I actually remember the doctor saying "It's a tumor" from a few feet away while my husband was on the phone. My husband kept a straight face and so I thought I must be hearing things. I suddenly started praying 'please let me have heard that wrong...Oh God'. He gets off the phone and tells me "it's a tumor" My first thoughts are no way not my husband; he is the good guy in this whole family. Of all the people I have ever met he does it all right, all good, all well, not him. I cried while my dear sweet husband held me. We told Devin...you have no idea what it feels like to tell a child their parent is sick. The rest of the day was a burned in blur. I remember thinking I don't want to tell anyone! I really didn't, if I deny maybe it will go away. I soon found out many people do this everyday in their own way.

That night I was watching a show with my husband and I realized I just could not tell anyone...not yet. My thoughts were so strong towards some friends of ours that were visiting Israel (at that moment anyways)I just knew I needed to talk to them. Like God was telling me call them first.


That is all for today, I will write more next week with part 2. I will probably have the story run something like this:

Part 2 Diagnosis

Part 3 Treatments

Part 4 Rehabilitated and life after cancer
Love,
Latte Cannon