We aren't lucky but blessed!

 

So you may recall our rented house was up for sale. Well I am pleased to report that it has been sold to an investor who is willing for us to stay here longterm. We are overjoyed! The settlement is today.

Also a longing of mine was to be a cat lady in my old age, and now we have 3 cats! A gorgeous little ginger cat has won our hearts and home. We are not entirely sure of its gender but it doesnt really matter.

It was very hungry and manky looking when it came around eating the scraps we put out for the birds. So we fed it proper cat food and it hungrily woofed it down.

Gradually it lingered and wanted petting so eventually it ended up inside. At the moment both Xena and Milo aren't too thrilled, but they will get used to it.

Ginger is the name we have given it and it is a very affectionate young cat. It has literally bloomed with the cat grooming itself now that it is now longer hungry and in survival mode. It purrs continuously.

When we are better acquainted, I will check a bit harder to determine its gender, but I don't want to frighten it off at the moment.

We finally have repaired our letter box. You may recall it was damaged by the Woolworths delivery driver and we heard nothing back from them or the transport company who employ their drivers.

With the settlement of this house pending, we decided to purchase and install a  new letter box. And just in time for the final inspection before settlement, it was replaced... 

We both realise how much the LORD has blessed us, and we are grateful. We aren't lucky, but blessed! 

Especially during this rough ride..

 

It has been a rough ride over the last few weeks. Medical matters. Living matters. Family matters.

All the stuff that makes up our life at the moment has graced us with both good and bad events.

Firstly, our new doctor has taken my lymphedema seriously and ordered antibiotics for the bad infection that has overtaken my legs. Ignored by doctors until last week. I have had this infection for 5 years! We are so glad we have at last found a decent doctor..

So three days running, we have had to leave home and see doctors and have blood tests. Not a big deal, most people would think. But with struggles to get enough spoons to shower and get dressed, then to actually get there, it is indeed a big deal...

My kidneys are failing with diabetes.. 56. My infection in the legs is sky high. I have been given Clindamycin. I was also given statins which I tried and the muscle pain escalated 100%. I am not taking them. My fibromyalgia muscle pain is more than enough pain! 

The day after the doctor visits, Chris saw the opthalmologist for a review on his sixth cranial nerve palsy. He is no longer seeing double and has been cleared to drive again. We are praising the LORD that Chris's stroke was not too disabling. We both know it could have been much worse! 

And so, this weekend I have been bed ridden. Breathing is enough with the fibro flare and I have had trouble keeping awake. So I slept. and tried not to dwell on possibly having to move out from here..

I am actually posting this at 2am. My circadian rhythm is all out of whack. But I will be needing to try to sleep again in a minute or I will be no good for tomorrow...

Anyway, I just wanted to let you all know that God has answered our prayers with Chris's eyes. Just another chapter of our life when we can see that His Hand has always been on us. Especially during this rough ride..

Taking the pressure down

 

There's no nicer time of the day than the evening. All the angst of fighting pain and battling fatigue with fibromyalgia, diabetes, angina and spinal problems is over for the moment...

Whatever the worry of checking and medicating sugars and blood pressure is has been and gone..it is what it is.

As the sun goes down and the moon rises, there is the hope of a restful sleep and whatever chores were meant to be done are either completed or waiting for tomorrow.

We can rest and wind down, enjoying whatever simple pleasures we have left after the raviges of pain and illness. Whatever helps us unwind and take the pressure down is welcome and wanted..

The drapes are closed, the fire lit, the kettle has recently boiled and a tea tray awaits our attention..a final sip of our favourite beverage accompanied by quiet reflection and conversation.

One knows that the morning will bring its own anxieties that life struggling with chronic illness brings, but for the moment the hope of a restful night's sleep resides in our bosom... hope is what keeps us going.

As we lay at last in our bed awaiting sleep, we can reflect on those things that light the wick in our candle of hope. Those things that have given us comfort and peace throughout the preceding day..they are worth remembering...

Being thankful for the good things in our day helps us get a better sleep and is a way of taking the pressure down...