From the Pits to the Pinnacle

Last week was so full of emotions and fears.  Facing eye surgery & dealing with issues were dragging me down.  I had planned to go up to the valley on Monday to spend a couple of days with some of my in-laws, starting at Jon's sister's house.  Have I mentioned that I made out like a bandit in the in-law dept?  Charlotte is so easy and comfortable to be with.  I spent a lot of time with my oldest brother's wife when I was single and lived on that side of the valley.  After the wedding and moving wa-a-a-ay across town, I usually just called her.  I didn't want to do that much since she was raising four little ones and it took time away from a very busy life.  But thank goodness, Charlotte was just a couple of miles away and I took up residence over there when Jon was at work all day.  Everything fell apart on Monday, so we didn't go up until Tuesday.  I had so much fun talking, visiting, butchering their orange tree, getting jealous over their darling square foot garden, which I am going to copy with some old wood out back!

I was gradually relaxing until I got the text from Mariah that a dear friend had passed away.  She had lived with Cystic Fibrosis her entire life, we all knew that she was a walking, serving miracle.  She just kept conquering it. That can make a person seem invincible, which of course makes it a bigger shock when they do finally leave us.

That night, Charlotte brought out some Geneology to show Jon and I got to watch a wonderful brother and sister working together to try to figure out some "mysteries".  Watching these two together was part of why I set my trap for poor unsuspecting Jon.  I loved how he felt about her, his late mother and all of his female relatives.  I wanted to become part of this group lucky women.

The next morning, it was off to the other side of town for eye surgery.  I hung out with another great little sister-in-law.  Jon finally took me over for the surgery.  They had called me to see if I could come over a little early since their surgeries had gone so well and they were ahead of schedule.  When we arrived, there had been a cancellation, so in I went, no time to get nervous (that's a good thing) and it was all done by the time that I had was supposed to arrive to prepare.  Pretty cool, huh?  Definitely the way to go with this sort of experience.

The next morning, they removed the bandage and . . . . . . I could already see better!  This whole week it has been improving very slightly and I am so optimistic.  It will take three weeks to get a good idea what the final result will be and three months to "really arrive" there.  I have to keep my eye dilated, so there is some weirdness, but , "Oh Happy day"!  I have taken at least ten years off the image I have been looking at through in that eye.  My view was way better than the rest of the world's  ;-O  Thank goodness it is clearing up nicely.

This is really long and my little Stinken' Winken is awake, so I'll share this week & pics later tonight.  It's off to chase the boys & change stinky drawers!  This has been a fun, very busy week with my little dollies and monkey boys!