Monday, July 30, 2012

Please Pray for Red...



Please pray for Red…

The day we expected is closing in on us. Kerry’s dad has gone seriously down hill in such a short period of time. A week ago Kerry and I were returning from our two week vacation, sharing stories with Red and Chris, handing out gifts and generally being glad to see each other. 

Last Friday a volunteer from hospice came by to visit Red and together they sat and chatted for 2 hours. Red was sharp, focused and glad to have the company.  

Last Saturday, Red suddenly started moving much slower and needed to have me help him stand up when he needed to make a bathroom run. 

Yesterday (Sunday) he made a bathroom run in the morning after breakfast. He spent the rest of the day in his recliner, sleeping.  Getting him to bed was challenging. ZERO mobility! 

Today, it was obvious that there was not much time left for Red. He was ready to go home. So now we do all we can do to make him comfortable. 

There are too many details to share and such little time. So instead of posting each day as the final days pass, I am making daily notes and will make one posting when this chapter is complete.

For now, please pray for Red and the peace he deserves.


Sunday, July 29, 2012

Did you miss me?



Did you miss me? 

It has been almost 3 weeks since I sat down and wrote a BLOG entry. 

Well, guess what?  WE’RE BACK!!!

Let me start by telling you a little bit about where we’ve been and what we’ve seen. You probably know that Kerry and I took a cruise from Seattle to Alaska with a stopover in Victoria (my old stompin’ ground).
Can you believe it? Mid July and Kerry and I had to wear layers of clothing to keep the chill out. Yes, chill! We saw, and approached glaciers, ice bergs and wintery snowcap mountains. I savored every single moment. My only complaint is the food…there was too much of it (24/7). How can I gain 5 pounds when I ate salad for every meal. Kerry told me that maybe it was all of the other stuff I had on the plate, or the midnight slice (or 2) of pizza. If it wasn’t for the gym and my daily 3 mile run I fear my weight gain would have been far more severe.

Now, for the blessing…since our ship (the Golden Princess) departed from Seattle we got to stay with our son Justin and his family before and after our cruise. AWESOME is all I have to say about that.
Here is the million dollar question…What did we do about Kerry’s mom and dad while we were off dancing upon the northern seas? Tina (Christina), Kerry’s sister came and stayed for the entire two weeks. Tina took over all of our responsibilities and did a mighty fine job. Yes, there were moments of drama, but for the most part, it worked out great for all. 

Now for the irony. While Kerry and I were walking around the town of Juneau, I got a call on my cell phone. (by the way, using a cell phone on board costs $9.00 per minute. I kept my cell phone off until I was walking upon terra firma. You should have seen some of the very upset parents who discovered that there kids spent the entire cruise texting – yes typing messages to friends at $9.00 a minute. One woman was at desk asking why she had over $250.00 added to her bill and it was only the second day at sea).  So, anyways, I get this call and when I answered it I was surprised to hear that it was the new hospice nurse assigned to Kerry’s folks. She called to inform me that she was going to the house later on that day to do a follow up due to the fall. “What Fall,” I asked. She then realized that she had called the wrong number. Kerry's dad didn't want us to know what had happened. The nurse had no choice now other than to fill me in on what happened. She told me about a semi fall Kerry’s dad had while in the bathroom. He actually didn’t fall, but instead sort of lost the strength in his legs and slowly let himself slide down the wall onto the floor. No Injuries. When I was finished speaking with the nurse I called Red to ask him how he was and he told me everything was going along just fine. I then asked him about the fall and he seemed surprised that I knew about it. “How did you know about that?” he asked.  I told him that I knew everything … distance meant nothing to me…lol. 

Here is the good that came out of it. Tina was in no position to pick up her dad. He is just too heavy for her. She called our neighbor (and good friend) Jenene and together the two of them got Red back up onto his feet. It was a relief for me to know that my Plan B (getting help from a neighbor) actually worked. I slept well every noght we were away because I knew our neighbors were there if we needed them...it would all be okay.

Good neighbors are a blessing – annoying neighbors are an opportunity. 

Love Your Neighbor As Yourself…                                                                                          
Eight times in the Bible we are told to love our neighbor -- one of the Bible's most repeated commands.
Loving your neighbor is the opposite of selfishness -- the common human practice. Acting in divine love demonstrates that unselfishness is possible for a human -- showing a reality that cannot be ignored or denied.
Whether they appreciate you, or respond to your love, Jesus's command is still valid: You must show love to your neighbor in a practical way. 

Who Is A Neighbor?                                                                                                                    
When Jesus was asked by someone who his neighbor was (Luke 10:29), Jesus responded by telling the story of the good Samaritan -- who helped a stranger in need by the roadside. Then, in verse 37, Jesus told the man to go and do like the good Samaritan. 

A neighbor is someone who is near-by wherever you are. 

Good Deeds Are A Witness…                                                                                                            
Us loving our neighbors is part of God's plan to evangelize them. Our love demonstrates what God and His kingdom are like.

Here is my prayer;
Lord, and Father of all that is, I bow before you with awe and shame. My awe is in what you have created for me to experience. My shame is in how I have let you down, so many times. I have been blessed by You with the gift of having neighbors who care and are willing to reach out, when needed. Like to good Samaritan, our friends and neighbors are willing to step out of their comfort zone,to bring aide to others, even those they do not know. I ask You my Father for a special blessing for Jenene who came to the aide of Tina during her stay in our home while Kerry and I traveled. When our house needed help, you provided all that was necessary to resolve the situation, as You always do. For that and for our neighbors (both those we know and those we haven't met yet) I give You praise. And I do this in the name of your son, Jesus. Amen.


 

Pictures
Top - Mendenhall Glacier calving icebergs
Bottom - Even the bears are friendly in Alaska

Video
While sailing up the Tracy Arm Fjord we passed out sister ship, the Star Princess. As you watch her pass us, you will hear all of her passangeers yelling at us...Then we yell back.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Golden Princess...



Pictured above is the Golden Princess...
Our Soon-To-Be Temporary Home


Bon Voyage...
Ships Ahoy…
Anchors Away…
Hard to Port…
Stow It…
Arrrrrrr…
Batten Down the Hatches…
Polly Wanna Cracker…
Smooth Sailing…
No leaks Allowed…
Aye Aye Captain…
Now that’s the Life.

No more posting until we return at the end of the month. 

You be Cool, 
May all be Blessed, 
and Kerry and me…
Be Gone To Rest…

See Ya.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

The Journey Home....



The Journey Home…

I can’t believe that is has been a full year since Kerry and I traveled up to Seattle to visit Justin and his family, then to Alabama to see Nicholas and his crew followed by a little sun and fun in Key West, where the two of us just hung around, eating, swimming, snorkeling, sightseeing, relaxing, recharging.  

Sure, we had a mini break earlier this year when Kerry’s sister, Tina came up to stay with us for a week, but unless one actually gets away from the environment, it really doesn’t count as a vacation. 

This Monday (tomorrow) we pick Tina up at the airport and first thing on Tuesday, she drops us off at the airport. After we fly up to Seattle and spend a few days with Justin’s family we will board the Golden Princess for a 7 day cruise to Alaska. When we return from the cruise we will get a couple of more days with Justin (and his gang). 

With that said, we are ready for this vacation (I mean really ready). Kerry and I are worn out and need our batteries recharged. With Kerry's mom now being totally dependent for her most basic needs and Kerry’s dad declining quickly, our daily grind is just that…a GRIND!

What makes us so tired? The answer is an easy one; always having to be ready to jump into action (24/7). Sometimes their needs are as simple as helping Kerry’s mom get set up to brush her teeth. Other times we are needed to manage and monitor pain control for Kerry’s dad. The calls come in throughout the day and every now and then during the night. 

When speaking with both of them, they will openly admit that they are ready to move on. They are tired of living this way. No longer can they do the things they used to. They are ready to see God. When Kerry’s mom complains about having a sleepless night (and she does complain often) I suggest to her that while she is in bed, as the night time darkness surrounds her, during those moments of contemplation she should maybe use that free time to speak with God; one on one. And if she is really ready to go, she should pray to Him about that want. If He deems it to be the right time He will bring her home. 

Kerry’s dad on the other hand prays to go home every day. He made a promise to God to stay in this world as long as his wife needed him. We now tell him that this commitment has been fulfilled. When they moved in with us we took over the care of both of them. He passed the baton of his covenant with God to us. I think he still feels it is his responsibility to insure that his wife is okay.  Slowly we are able to show him that it is okay if he needs to go. Soon the two of them will be in Gods glorious kingdom, dancing like teenagers, embracing those who are already there, waiting.

My prayer today is their prayer…for the journey home.

Our merciful Father please hear this prayer. I ask that you bring peace and comfort to Red and Chris and an easy transition from this mortal world into Your kingdom. We are thankful that they are both of sound mind and able to remember all of those happy years they had together raising their family and we ask that You show them that all is well with their children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. May they know that there is no unfinished business to worry about or problems that need to be solved.  We praise you for what Your words promise and it brings joy to Kerry and me to see Kerry’s dad reading his bible at the beginning of every day and to hear him sing songs about You as the day winds to an end. We bow before You and honor You for the gift you gave us, life on earth, and for the life You offer us in heaven. For all of these things we yell out Your name and sing with joy. Amen.


Tuesday, July 3, 2012

The Blame Game . . .




The Blame Game…

This morning, while Red (Kerry’s dad) still slept, Kerry served her mom (Chris) her breakfast. Once the call came that she was done and she wanted her tray removed, I went into their living room to get the tray. I also brought in Red’s breakfast tray so it would be there waiting for him once he wakes up. So far so good. I headed back to my seat next to Kerry.

While sitting with Kerry in our own living room, I heard a sound (not a normal sound) and immediately knew something was wrong. As I headed into Kerry’s parents living room I called for Kerry to join me. She did. As we arrived the first thing we saw was Chris in her porta potty, slumped to one side. Don’t worry, she wasn’t passed out or anything like that. Apparently, as she was sitting down to use her potty, she slipped and sort of fell into her porta potty, landing in a somewhat awkward position. 

Yesterday, we changed the room around a bit. She used to sit on the left side with a table between her and Red’s recliner. On the right hand side of Red’s recliner was another table (just to give him a place to put his stuff since Chris took over the middle table with all of her stuff).  The problem with this set up was that Chris was sitting right in the line of the AC air flow and was constantly complaining about the temp being either too cold or too warm. Her continual pestering to her husband to turn on or off the AC unit was getting to him. She didn’t like the temp in the room, no matter where it was set and he didn’t like being constantly disturbed to try and satisfy her comfort needs. So, I came up with the idea of flipping the seats around, putting her out of the airflow all together. We also gave her the remote for the AC unit so she can now be the one to control the temp in the room. So far so good.

Now, her issue is having her drinking water on the left side of her instead of the right. My feeling is that she can and should adapt to the change. After all, what is worse, having to use her other had to reach for something or feeling too cold or warm all the time?

So, when she had her fall into the potty seat today the first thing she did was complain about everything being on the wrong side and that was why she slipped and fell. And if one didn’t know her, they would easily see her point and assume it to be reasonable. Here are the facts; the old way…her porta potty was right next to her chair with nothing behind it. She has fallen into it before only to have it slide along the floor. Now, the porta potty is up against a wall (it isn’t going anywhere and because of its position today, her slip this morning resulted in her not being seriously injured). Other than that, the main contributor to her slipping today was this; as she went to sit on her porta potty, she didn’t set the brakes on her walker. As she started sitting down her walker simply rolled away from her leaving her with nothing to lean on – thus, she fell, luckily into a porta potty that was positioned up against a wall. She did have a little bleeder on her right leg causing blood to run down her leg pooling onto the floor beneath her feet. She was complaining that her feet were slipping (of course they were, she was spreading her blood all over the floor). It seemed worse than it actually was…she is on asprin for blood thinning and so when she gets a cut, regardless how small, she bleeds well. No matter how many times I asked her to just sit there and not to move so we could dress her wound, she continued to try and stand up. I positioned myself in front of her – she wasn’t going anywhere until we were ready for her to move. Safety first!

Was her fall a result of the moved furniture? Was there a reason other than her own misjudgment that caused her to slip? Does the responsibility land upon the shoulders of anyone else? It’s the blame game.
Oh, one more thing. As I was finishing off this BLOG we heard a loud call from the PA system from Red for help. My immediate thought was, “Why do they both always have issues at the same time? Is it a conspiracy?” All Red wanted to know is why he couldn’t find his shorts or shirt (which are usually laid out for him). I reminded him that today was his shower day so until then, he would have to wear his jammies. It took him a moment to process the information…”What day is it” he asked. I told him and he smiled as he headed out to have his breakfast.

6 days to go before our vacation . . .  and counting



Sunday, July 1, 2012

Oh Canada...and stuff




Oh Canada…and stuff

Well, let’s start with the folks and how they are doing…Kerry’s dad (Red) is having some pretty good days. This is his cycle; he will have a few good days then everything seems to crash leaving him feeling lousy for a few days. It is a constant roller coaster ride and he hates it. When he has those good days he thinks he can do so much when in fact he still tires easily. We suggested to him that when he is having those ‘good’ days, he should relax and enjoy the time he has without pain and discomfort. He agreed and today, like yesterday, he is taking it easy even though he feels like he can do more. 

When I got a call last night for help by Chris (Kerry’s mom) I found her half-way standing, her lower body over the side of the bed and her upper body on top of the bed…she was stuck and couldn’t move. She had gotten up to use the potty and couldn’t make it back into her bed. She needed help and her calling out for me was broadcasted throughout the house (VOX P.A. system). I tried to allow her to do crawl up into bed herself, which she could not do. I ended up picking her up in my arms and placed her back in the middle of her bed. As she lay there, she started to complain about her little round pillow. For the last 1 ½ years she used this pillow to snuggle with and suddenly, within the last week, she started complaining about her pillow, and how it is too big with the pillow case around it.  In the middle of the night, last night, while I placed her back within the safety of her bed, she started on again about her pillow. I suggested that she not worry about her pillow now, but instead she should focus on being happy she didn’t get hurt when she was out of the bed. She fell asleep immediately. First thing this morning when Kerry went in to get her up, Chris brought up the pillow. I guess Kerry and her will figure it all out. 

As Chris was finally falling back to sleep, Red came out of the bathroom. He was in there the entire time I was dealing with his wife. When he saw me he cried out for help. He wasn’t sure he could make it back to his bed, he wasn’t sure he could find his oxygen cannula, he wasn’t sure where his water was and of course he wasn’t sure of what was going on. I took care of his needs before heading back to bed myself. As I left the room I asked him if he had everything he needed and he replied, “I think I’ve got it all under control.  Good night.”

My prayer today is for national pride;

Oh heavenly Father, I bow before you and give you praise for this wonderful country America. It has been so good to me, and millions of others. She shines like a beacon to the world, as You do, and for that, humanity is grateful. Lord, I also give you praise for my home nation Canada. The pride that flows through my veins is exciting and  powerful. I am so blessed to have been born a Canadian and I will take that pride with me to the grave. I ask you Lord to Bless all of my fellow Canadian and American brothers and sisters on this birthday weekend. May your light continue to shine and illuminate, especially for those still stuck and lost within the darkness of a life without you. For all of these things I drop to my knees and pray, in your Sons name, Jesus Christ. Amen.

Less than 10 days before we are on vacation . . . and counting

So, on a lighter note…Happy Birthday Canada. Man oh man it feels good to be a Canadian…

Check these 3 videos out.