Miners hat

Mark went to Home Depot yesterday and came home with a pink baseball cap that has little tiny LED lights tucked into the bill! One points down (which is the one I am using now) and the other two light up in different directions. AND if I really want to look scarey in the dark, they all three light up so I can see where I am going in dark neighborhoods ;)  Kind of like a miners hat.
Pastor Rob and Pastor Alice came over yesterday and we' broke bread together', as in corn bread pudding...yummmm. We ate the whole 9x11 pan full of delicious calories! Yes we did!!!
No dr. appts today. That starts tomorrow. Today I am having lunch with a couple of my AA buds (oops,can I say that on a blog? ;) A great day today. Thank you Father God.
1 John 1:3-4  was one of my devotions this morning. God knew right where I was because I had my miners hat on. wink wink

Wow, my hair is really short! When I looked in the mirror I have the rooster thingy going on with the top of my head. You know, the red 'comb'.  I need to wear a fuzzy scarf around my neck because my neck and shoulders are cold.  Summer,  Autumn and the Rock (Rachel) got to see my  new 'do' via Skype.  
Cards of encouragement have started to arrive and I love receiving them and am wonderfully surprised when I get them.  
My faith is strong and very real to me and everyone's prayers are carrying me through the times that I wander into the dangerous neighborhood of my mind.  I learned 27 years ago to NEVER go there ;)  
Last night as Mark and I worked quietly on our basement,  he  wrapped his arms around me and said  " I hate for you to have to go through this."  Our tears somehow brought us both quiet strength  because silently we know that we are not alone...we are never alone.  
Romans 8:28 is for me today...here I go ...

New friend - nurse Debby

Just when I thought my days could not get any busier, yesterday happened ;). But it was an awesome busy! Guess what? Nurse Debby is a survivor herself and she was amazing! It was her last day in her position but I got to visit with her for an hour. She gave me her phone # and I will see her at breast cancer support groups. I am ALL about support groups.  The REALLY cool thing...as I was walking out of Sletten to my car, I suddenly became aware of a sort of  'presence' walking with me. I felt like I was really not walking but I knew I was moving toward my car. Smile on my face as I got in my car and I felt a wonderful peace. Oh yeah, it was my Lord, I am sure of it!
So now I know that after chemotherapy and after mastectomy not only will I be bald and flat chested, I will have drain bags under my arm pits.....Summer and I laugh about me being the missing link! I will leave no doubt about it when I  come out of surgery! The bags will be my boob replacements only for a week or so but am a little bit squeamish . . . Wild Woman , I'm gonna need you on this one please.
Everywhere I went yesterday I got a hug! Nice.
Psalms 91 for me today...   

Remember the look Barney( Andy Griffith show) would get when he was scared? HA! That's the look I woke up with this morning (a few hrs ago). I have another appt. at hospital with Nurse Debbie. I think that she is a social worker as well because when she called yesterday, she sounded like she was asking me if I was ok but not asking me. I felt like she was 'feeling' me out to see which hat she would wear when she sits down with me. I considered sounding really flaky so she would maybe recommend some good drugs to 'calm' me down (old drug habits die hard-help me Jesus). Of course I kept it together and said that I am fine and blah blah blah. Oh my, I am really not in control of any of this and guess what?  I NEVER HAVE BEEN!  She said I am/have stage 3A but the pamphlet Mark and I read last night  sounds like I am 3B. That should not have been what I read before going to sleep.Note to me; Only read God's word before going to sleep, DA!
I decided yesterday at 12:45 to go to the breast cancer support group that meets at...12:00......:(
I was on the phone alot and one call  was to make an appt to get my hair cut really short so it's not such a shock for my grandbabies when I sport the SET FREE look ;) I got a little emotional thinking of me getting my hair cut ...sniff. 
Psalms 118:17 is for me today.