A sleepy Saturday

It has been a very quiet Saturday and I have slept most of it away. I am amazed at how listless I feel. I made myself go to the store...a different one that I don't go to normally so that I could stop and see Colleen. It was a nice little drive and I got to get the cobwebs out of my head.  I came home to the most beautiful lavender tulips from Theresa and  a gorgeous card to match. She has such a gift for stamping. 
I am sort of playing with this blog thing again as you may or not be able to tell with the change in font. I stepped back for only a minute and it changed ...whatever.
I am so thankful that I have absolutely no nausea nor aches and pains of any kind only tired.
This morning I was up at 3:00 and I felt so energized...crazy steroid frenzie again. But I sure got a lot of things done in my office. I stayed up until 7:30 and then slept for a few hours while Mark and Steve worked on "the bedroom". Carpet layers were here but they were missing a piece of something or other and so they could not finish. It will be Monday before I can sleep in my"healing' room. Although quite honestly, I am healing already. I played some scripture cds that Jack and LeIsla have lent me while I cleaned and worked in my 'cubicle'.  LOVE working at home!!!!
Tomorrow is my birthday and some friends will come over for a bbq so if you have not been asked personally, please stop by because you know that you are invited. I hear that it is supposed to be very nice and sunny so am hoping that is true. 
Another great day in the neighborhood. !!!!!   Jesus reigns!  

Pictures of Chemo round 2 (by Summer)

effects of chemotherapy

 our mother the Trophy

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Mothers sister and friend Raquel

still laughing

True Love

she climbed over Dad to get in the middle...bonehead

Round 2 of Chemo

VERRRRY LONG day yesterday. My little band of flashlights were with me (Rach, Summer, Whit and of course Mark).  Dr. M had missed his flight from Az. so  everyone was scurrying around trying to figure out what to do with all of us that had appts. with him. When my turn came to see him, all reports were good and he added a different anti-nausea medicine to my treatment.
The day before Yesterday, my friend Noreen called to check on me and told me that they had a great prayer time and that one lady had said that she 'visualized' my good and healthy cells belonging to the Holy Spirit and when the chemo came into my body, that it would only attack the cancer cells! Quite a visual for me! That is what I kept focusing on until.....you knew this was coming.... the Hittites came storming in like they did last week.  I will call them Hittites because there are not supposed to be any more of them in existence.
Last week Summer had to say something to them and this week they came right after she left for Lewistown, so Whit said something to the kid. The mother decides she has a little more pull but she was standing right next to where I am sitting hooked up......Lady, I have been here a very long time and even if I am hooked up to this chemo, YOU have gotten on my last nerve! Of course that is not really what I said, I did not want to ruin my Christian witness but I did say a' little' something to her. The nurse came over and moved them to another room. I think she feared a Mexican/Hittite standoff . Poor nurse said that they go through this with them every week. Really?
The lady was visiting her mom while she waited for  her chemo treatment so I guess she was her moms flashlight. I must remember that everyone has a story....I just really cannot tolerate bullies.
The grandma said 'God bless you and I hope your treatment goes well' as they were marched out of the room.  Oh my....meow....in Spanish...me echo un pedo. .....
Whit said 'Thank you".  :)
2 cor.10:3

MY HAIR !!!!!

Have not blogged because as we all know it gets pretty boring reading boring stuff (especially other people's, so you can stop reading now ;).
This morning Mark and I went to a lumber yard to get some 'parts' for our new digs. Nothing earth shattering happened until I was browsing in the water fountain department! I felt an itch on top of my head so I scratched, and when I looked at my hand...there was a big (I mean BIG) chunk of black hair with gray roots...lifeless!!!  So, that uncontrollable feeling that comes over us when we can't keep our hands off of something - yes that  one - took over!  Immediately I let my hand sneak back  up to my hair and gently 'tugged'... and ...HOLY Mother of God!!!! I quickly looked around just in case some one was watching!   Instantly I realized that I had to do something with this tuft of hair!  I could not just throw it on the floor and there was no trash can in site. I quickly located Mark at the check out stand and went to stand by him.  By   now I feel like I have a bad, bad case of male pattern baldness and am becoming sort of self conscious :) I felt like my crowning glory was dropping off like feathers - in fact I am now (in my head) resembling a new baby bird with the downy feathers all over except for a tiny wispy mohawk!  Vanity, vanity, thy name is JULIE MEIS! HA!
We went out for breakfast after we made our purchases and of course I sat with my back to the wall.
Tomorrow morning at 10:00 is when I go in for my second round of chemo, with a little less hair. But I will be there ....
I choose to dwell on Isaiah 26:3.....yes?