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New Digs

We have been super busy with all of the doctor appointments and all of the little rabbit trails of every day life at the Meis household. Last night was out first night in our Gingerbread house. Mark is a master carpenter as far as I am concerned. Our master bedroom is huge!  It feels so good to have my grand babies (and their parents of course) so close.
A little over a year ago I felt that Mark and I needed  to finish our basement, not only finish it but make our split level home into a  two family dwelling. So,
long story short, here we are. EXCEPT (you knew that was coming) the kitchen is not done and neither is the living room nor is the master bed room! HA! Let's look on the bright side though because I do have a bathroom and a beautiful guest room. Any guests that come will have to sleep on the concrete floor...owch. Basically we are camping out now ;) Memories of when Mark and I were new in Lewistown and we were living in low income housing where Summer slept in the closet and we slept on the floor. Our living room furniture was a lawn chair! Oh yes, I am very grateful for my cushy life today.
Yesterday our home was like a beehive of activity with hammering and electrical something or others making all kinds of noise plus Mike and Ryan in and out with furniture. Dogs barking and children playing and women (Whit, Beth, Terra, and me) talking...we do that best. My niece,Terra, and her boyfriend Sean rolled up their sleeves and helped as well. Sort of like a barn building.
Today, I have guests for dinner! Yep, that's what I said. We will feast on spare ribs that Steve bought and on cornbread pudding and different salads that will arrive with our guests. We will eat off of paper plates AFTER we say grace giving thanks for all that the Lord has done for us.
Tuesday (port gets put in) is just around the corner and Wednesday is the day I get my first chemotherapy treatment. A new journey for sure...a gift of healing journey.

Don't move for HOW long?

So....we left this morning at 8'o'clock and we JUST got home about 45 min. ago! Dead run ALL day.  Mark came home to take his daily nap and I took the baton and kept a steady sprint until I landed at the Set Free Thrift Shop to chat with two of my flat lander buds, Carol and Beth.  Jerry K. was there also and of course we had a little pow wow...which consisted of loud and CRAZY talk because that's how we are...just cuz. 
Anyway, enough about them, back to me :)  The MRI was a test for sure because I had to be still for almost 30 min. And let me tell you the position I had to be still in was quite interesting. I was on my stomach which is ok. My arms, up and straight, was tolerable. The "table' like thing that I was stretched out on had two holes that resembled a mini out house (double seater) . Uh huh, guess what dangled in the two holes...yep, you guessed it! I had to start praying immediately when they slid me into the tube because I wanted to start giggling (remember...don't move) with the visual that was going on in this horribly wicked mind that I have...Hep me Jesus , hep me Lawd, Hep me hep me!!!!! LAWD have mercy. HAHAHAHAAAA!
Anyway, seriously, the MRI showed that the tumor has not (so it seems ) gone anywhere else but to my skin. Also it does not appear that it has grown into the muscle or rib, and THAT my friends is very good news! How great is our God?!
Thursday I have an echo cardiogram (sp) because the chemo (red one) can cause heart damage. Next Tue. I get the port put in and the next day I begin chemo.
Tired so tired. Gonna go kick off my shoes and do nothing...maybe just move a little furniture to decompress myself.

H.A.L.T

I think I must have hit a wall all of a sudden because I am REALLY tired right now.  Not hungry, angry or lonely but I sure am pooped!  The evil twins fear and doubt are sniffing around me so am going to need some prayer please.   I keep reading into things said and the outcome is pretty gloomy. I am going to snuggle into my bed and read my bible and some other good stuff.
This morning I read that Melissa Etheridge prepared for her journey of breast cancer by gathering her "flashlights"--her friends and family members that would help her shine light into the fearful darkness. I thought that was kinda cool. 
Tomorrow morning is my MRI and afterwards is my first appointment with the oncologist, Dr. Martin.  I feel a sense of impending doom.  Doesn't mean it's true,  it's just what I am feeling;
 so no one chastise me for being human please. 
Mark made great headway on the basement today, am excited for my new 'digs'. 
Father, my eyes are on you only. YOU are my flashlight tonight.