UPDATE 2:- I am reposting this from her dad's status. "They took Casondra back @ 1:00 just came out @ told us they r getting ready to start @ 2:10."
Sorry for the delay- facebook wouldn't let me on.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Update #1
Hi! This is Casondra's friend, Chelsa. She has asked me to keep everyone updated today. She just text me a little big ago and said she was getting ready to go get her IV... Her blood pressure is high (160's over 90's). That's something specific you could be praying about for her now! Thanks.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
I'm so excited!
My day just got a little LOT better!
Deidre over at For Such a Time As This whose blog I adore had a giveaway of Mary Curtis Chapman's book Choosing to See, and she chose me as the winner!
If you have a few minutes, stop over and visit her. I promise you won't get through one blog post without feeling inspired and rejuvenated in spirit.
Thanks again, Deidre!!! :)
Deidre over at For Such a Time As This whose blog I adore had a giveaway of Mary Curtis Chapman's book Choosing to See, and she chose me as the winner!
If you have a few minutes, stop over and visit her. I promise you won't get through one blog post without feeling inspired and rejuvenated in spirit.
Thanks again, Deidre!!! :)
Monday, September 20, 2010
Things I've Done
Awhile back ago, I posted a 'Bucket List' of things I want to accomplish in my life. Then a blogger friend of mine posted a 'reverse' bucket list. A list of all the things she has already done in her life instead of a list of things that one may never accomplish.
I thought this was a pretty neat idea, so here goes:
1. I played on the very first little league girls softball team from Petersburg to ever win the State Championship.
2. I became friends with the majority of the girls who are still my closest friends today while in Middle School.
3. I traveled to England and Scotland with a great group of people and had the time of my life.
4. I watched the Changing of the Guards at Buckingham Palace.
5. Visited West Minster Abbey.
6. I tried Shepherd's Pie, and nearly vomited.
7. I tutored special needs kids in an after-school program while I was in college and it was to-date one of the most rewarding jobs ever!
8. I moved 11 times in 8 years, and I'm thankful to FINALLY be settled in a house that fits my family.
9. I birthed one amazing, fiesta and sassy yet sweet little girl named Kinsey.
10. I quit college after my third year to support her and I, and I'd do it over again in a heartbeat. Being a mother is the best thing I've ever done in my life!
11. Two years later, I birthed her soft spoken, easy going little sister, Ava.
12. I moved to the outskirts of Indianapolis, and ran into a good friend from college at the Wal-Mart checkout...I believe God meant for us to be sisters. A piece of my heart remains with her up north.
13. I loved, lost, and then met and fell in love with Chris. The last four years of my life have been one heck of a ride, and I'm thankful to have him with along for it.
14. I birthed my 'miracle' child, Breanna, at 31 weeks gestation, and clung to my faith as I watched her little body fight that battle of its lifetime.
15. I was married in one of my favorite places...the Riverwalk Park, by a childhood friend. BEST.DAY.OF.MY.LIFE!!!
16. That day, I became a step-mom to a funny, keeps me on my toes little man who I call Big A. That day, I became a little more appreciative of all the things my own step-mom has did for me throughout the years, that so often went unnoticed or that I didn't thank her for because she wasn't my 'real' mom. I may not have harvested in her womb, but I can see it when I look in her eyes that she loves me just the same. And now, I truly understand how that's possible.
17. I taught my children to read.
18. I assisted as Chris patiently taught two of our little ones how to ride their bicycles with no training wheels.
19. I've kissed boo-boo's, bandaged scrapes, and iced twisted ankles and smashed fingers.
20. I've heard the sweetest words a mother could ever hear, "I love you, Mommy."
21. I've photographed many backyard football games and cheered from the swing.
22. I started this blog to keep family up-to-date on important appointments, and in the past few months it's turned into a source of therapy that has gotten me through some really rough days.
23. Some amazing girls and I started a community blog to join together in worship and prayer...I had no idea how much it would touch me personally.
24. I've become a stronger person because of where my life has been.
25. And most importantly, I've grown in my faith throughout the trials I've faced the past few years.
I thought this was a pretty neat idea, so here goes:
1. I played on the very first little league girls softball team from Petersburg to ever win the State Championship.
2. I became friends with the majority of the girls who are still my closest friends today while in Middle School.
3. I traveled to England and Scotland with a great group of people and had the time of my life.
4. I watched the Changing of the Guards at Buckingham Palace.
5. Visited West Minster Abbey.
6. I tried Shepherd's Pie, and nearly vomited.
7. I tutored special needs kids in an after-school program while I was in college and it was to-date one of the most rewarding jobs ever!
8. I moved 11 times in 8 years, and I'm thankful to FINALLY be settled in a house that fits my family.
9. I birthed one amazing, fiesta and sassy yet sweet little girl named Kinsey.
10. I quit college after my third year to support her and I, and I'd do it over again in a heartbeat. Being a mother is the best thing I've ever done in my life!
11. Two years later, I birthed her soft spoken, easy going little sister, Ava.
12. I moved to the outskirts of Indianapolis, and ran into a good friend from college at the Wal-Mart checkout...I believe God meant for us to be sisters. A piece of my heart remains with her up north.
13. I loved, lost, and then met and fell in love with Chris. The last four years of my life have been one heck of a ride, and I'm thankful to have him with along for it.
14. I birthed my 'miracle' child, Breanna, at 31 weeks gestation, and clung to my faith as I watched her little body fight that battle of its lifetime.
15. I was married in one of my favorite places...the Riverwalk Park, by a childhood friend. BEST.DAY.OF.MY.LIFE!!!
16. That day, I became a step-mom to a funny, keeps me on my toes little man who I call Big A. That day, I became a little more appreciative of all the things my own step-mom has did for me throughout the years, that so often went unnoticed or that I didn't thank her for because she wasn't my 'real' mom. I may not have harvested in her womb, but I can see it when I look in her eyes that she loves me just the same. And now, I truly understand how that's possible.
17. I taught my children to read.
18. I assisted as Chris patiently taught two of our little ones how to ride their bicycles with no training wheels.
19. I've kissed boo-boo's, bandaged scrapes, and iced twisted ankles and smashed fingers.
20. I've heard the sweetest words a mother could ever hear, "I love you, Mommy."
21. I've photographed many backyard football games and cheered from the swing.
22. I started this blog to keep family up-to-date on important appointments, and in the past few months it's turned into a source of therapy that has gotten me through some really rough days.
23. Some amazing girls and I started a community blog to join together in worship and prayer...I had no idea how much it would touch me personally.
24. I've become a stronger person because of where my life has been.
25. And most importantly, I've grown in my faith throughout the trials I've faced the past few years.
Tune Ups
With my surgery date slowly closing in, and the inability to do much physically with all these darn stitches in my chest, I have A LOT of time to think. With thinking comes increased anxiety...but also the ability to turn that anxiety around by forcing myself to focus on positives.
I was relieved last week when Dr. F's nurse told me if all goes well, I can come home after only 1 day in the hospital. I was dreading the THREE days they had pre-authorized with insurance.
I hate hospitals in general. They represent germs, non-well states of being, toxic medication, and intervention with the body – once that first cut is made, things are never the same in that area again. They are a reminder of my many stays during my VERY complicated pregnancy with Breanna and her subsequent hospitalization and heart surgery.
Hospitals also represent compassion, incredible people who have given their lives to helping others, and choice.
We all have the choice to get bitter or better. Physical symptoms just alert us to the fact that we need to make different choices about where we are at, how we want to proceed into the future, and most importantly, how we did things in the past. Allowing the window for healing to open.
I've decided that since I am going to spend time in hospital in the near future, I need to change my attitude towards them. So instead of giving the ‘I hate hospitals’ thought too much energy, I'm changing the way I think/feel about hospitals.
I'm withdrawing my spirit and viewing them as car workshops. Some sections deal with investigation (radiology, neurology, x-ray), others with repairs (fixing, replacing, removing), and others with panel replacement (plastic surgery). I hope this helps me detach myself from the process my body has already went through and will continue to go through in the near future. My car has 2 flat tires and they need to be changed!
We all need tune-ups from time to time.
I was relieved last week when Dr. F's nurse told me if all goes well, I can come home after only 1 day in the hospital. I was dreading the THREE days they had pre-authorized with insurance.
I hate hospitals in general. They represent germs, non-well states of being, toxic medication, and intervention with the body – once that first cut is made, things are never the same in that area again. They are a reminder of my many stays during my VERY complicated pregnancy with Breanna and her subsequent hospitalization and heart surgery.
Hospitals also represent compassion, incredible people who have given their lives to helping others, and choice.
We all have the choice to get bitter or better. Physical symptoms just alert us to the fact that we need to make different choices about where we are at, how we want to proceed into the future, and most importantly, how we did things in the past. Allowing the window for healing to open.
I've decided that since I am going to spend time in hospital in the near future, I need to change my attitude towards them. So instead of giving the ‘I hate hospitals’ thought too much energy, I'm changing the way I think/feel about hospitals.
I'm withdrawing my spirit and viewing them as car workshops. Some sections deal with investigation (radiology, neurology, x-ray), others with repairs (fixing, replacing, removing), and others with panel replacement (plastic surgery). I hope this helps me detach myself from the process my body has already went through and will continue to go through in the near future. My car has 2 flat tires and they need to be changed!
We all need tune-ups from time to time.
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