Big date planned....

I got the news this morning that I have a date on September 24. I won't be wined and dined and I plan to wear a hospital gown as I plan to be sliced and diced. I have to report for this date at 6 am in University Hospital on that Monday morning. Finally, we can get moving on this.

I am relieved to have a date as last night was not a good night. I was up for most of it with pain. I upped the dosage around 5 am and was able to sleep again. I am now dozy but the pain is once again manageable. Wish I knew what the cause was but maybe surgery will reveal that.

Summer is wrapping up. The sounds of planes overhead constantly is a reminder of that. We have the air show this weekend and our house trembles. Mya is getting used to the noise but it can be pretty loud at times. I hear a few fighter jets at the moment. (Oh great, one is coming toward my house now, so loud!)

The snowbirds never fail in awesomeness

Had a pretty good summer in spite of the daily reminders that I am sick. It was so good to have everyone (family) home for a few weeks.

The little kids weren't exactly cooperating
but it was good to have everyone together for a picture.

Lots of trips to hospitals and clinics and a little uncertainty added to the fun of summer. I had a week's holidays planned since last fall and was so glad to be able to take that time away to relax and read and spend time outdoors with Mya. She wasn't keen on the waves and I have scars to prove that, as she kept jumping up on me. The weekend was great, spending time with our "bestest" friends in the shade during the day and campfire in the evening. A rough count said that it was our 33rd year camping together that weekend. This year it was 10 sites, other years more. Always a highlight of my summer even though it's a reminder that summer is finished.

And so we move on - I am eager to get this surgery done but don't look forward to the actual thing. I trust in Dr. Luke and I trust that I am not going in alone. I have faith that God will be with me during that time and in the recovery time. Prayers and thoughts of friends have supported me thus far and I know they will continue to. I am so thankful for all the support I have been given. In a world gone mad, the inner circle of love is what keeps us all going. Thanks doesn't seem enough but I'm afraid it'll have to do. Thank you, thank you all!