How I see the Lord's hand in my life

 Last week I challenged my seminary class to look each day and record how they see the Lord's hand in their life. So for the next week I will record how I see Him in my life.

My children are all grown adults now and only 2 still live at home. So there is nothing more scary than not being able to go and help out when needed, Today our daughter who lives in Auckland blacked out. Her doctor is where we live and she couldn't leave Auckland as they are in lockdown. so what do I do. How can I help? After her telling me everything that had happened I told her to ring healthline to get the best advice. From there the decision was to go to the nearest hospital and she was seen promptly. After they checked her over and run some tests. It was determined that this was associated with her anxiety attacks she has been having. The best advice they gave her was deep breathing. For me it was confirmation of the advice I have been giving for a few weeks to deep breathe through different situations. Just to clarify I do not hold a degree in medicine but thought it would the best thing to calm her.

So often when help is asked for I am quickly prompted to either tell her breathe or ring, or take some space away. All of these remedies have helped her get through her anxiety thus far which for some could be crippling. So today when she reached out to me almost instantly in my head was to ring healthline. I know God is present in my life and He will help us in times of need. 

Looking through new eyes

Have you ever gone on what is meant to be a simple outing but found out there are obstacles in your way. Well that is my life. I now even make decisions on if I plan to go somewhere on the bases if it is accessible, is it raining outside. My life with a disability!

I have totally changed the way I look at things. I now find that I see things that I might have missed before. And sometimes I can get others to see things they too would of missed. Ever been on crutches for a long time or spent time in a wheelchair. These are the challenges I have and the what I live with.

Sometimes a negative approach can quickly impact a persons life. So here is my take with positiveness(if there is such a word).

I went to a Relief Society Christmas party the other night. I was really nice and it was an appropiate way to prepare for Christmas. We started in the chapel and then went to relief society room, so I opted for crutches, due to the moving and the seating. Well supper was on and holding a plate while using crutches is not a possibility. But the kind and thoughtful sisters in the ward were quickly asking if I would like supper. So off went a sister to get me something. Another sister decided the previous one had not got me enough so she came back with some goodies. Then another seeing I didn't have something else went to get me some more, another got me a drink. I am so grateful for these sisters and there kindness who took it upon themselves to help someone out.

I help out in Jordy's class once a week. I found this a very rewarding time to help educate others. Kids are great they asked questions most adults are scared to ask. They are often asking about my stump, and if it hurts? How it happened? I am always keen to answer the questions as it gives them an opportunity to learn about things that adults often tell them to not ask. I see these kids at the shops and they wave and say hello with the parents telling them often not to stare or to leave me alone. They tell there parents that it's okay I help at school and I let the parents know it's okay.

There is always a way to adjust to new surroundings. It takes faith, courage and time.

And to my children, they are incredible because my situation impacts on them especially. They help not always willing but they do. They don't shun the fact that I am there mother. They want to attend there events, sports and they generally want me to be there, to support. Which to me is living proof that a disability is simply something we live with not a death sentence or put us into oblivion

So when your out an about look around, take a moment to reflect and be grateful for what you have and who you have around you.

Remembering.........what I know!

Many moons ago someone told me that I should write about my experience with my car accident. I was given a journal to write down my thoughts in hospital, but I put it aside. I just didn't want to write what was going on and how I felt. My life was turned upside down in a flash and I was having a hard enough time handling the day to day life of being a patient.

I have given much thought about how I was going to address this, after much contemplation I have decided to start with 'what I know'

I know that on the 28th September 1991 that I went to sleep in my friends car as we were travelling home. I was tired as it was 6:30am in the morning and I was looking forward to crawling into bed for a couple of hours. Tim an I had some planning work to do that day.

I know that I woke up in a room with dim lights around me and some people were around me that I didn't recognise. I asked where I was? I knew it was not in Dales room where I usually slept , because she had a sky light and it is very bright of a morning. The answer was I was in hospital

I know that I was in pain and I hurt alot.

I know I didn't trust the hospital staff. I was my first visit to hospital and I was not keen to stay. I just wanted to go home. I just figured that I could get better at home.

I know that I did begin to trust the staff as they were the ones helping to take away some of the pain.

I know that I spent alot of time in surgery the first week, a little less the next week and less the next.

I know that my way of dealing with pain was to block things out. Usually by closing my eyes and waking sometime later. I did this quite often. I don't remember many visitors those first two weeks. Or the lovely bouqets of flowers I was sent. Or most funny of all conversations.

I know that people cared about me. I had phone calls I couldn't take because I was bedridden. Letters to read, cards to read, pictures and most valuable part of my recovery personal visits.

I know that only I could make a decision about getting better, I had to deal with the pain, I was to one who had to gain strength in order to deal with this.

I know that my injuries were the following: left leg -shaft fracture to the femur, compound fracture to the tibia and fibula, compound fracture to the 2nd, 3rd, 4th and 5th metatarsals which they amputated, possible pelvic fracture which could not be fully investigated due to pregnancy. amputated left thumb at the tip where the knuckle bends. Brusied ribs, graized abdomen, exhaust pipe burns on my chest, mutiple lacerations to lower left leg some required stitches others skin graphs. And an chipped off piece of bone left wrist. And last but not least I bit through my lip and it had 8 stitches. I got to learn very quickly about my injuries as the nursing staff would say it everytime at handover which happened 3 times a day. And I was in the HDU.

I know I can scream when in severe pain. Just ask anyone in ward 2 north at Box Hill Hospital. The other patients had to listen to me alot in the first 3 weeks.

Well I think that covers the basic 'I knows', if I do any more it will go too much into other things I would like to write about.

All what I write will be about my experiences and what I have learnt from them.

Sunday Afternoons.....

I love my Sunday afternoon, usually its nice and quiet with church music playing in the background. Also a good time for interesting discussions with the children. Last Sunday Jordy was dancing around to the music and told me "Mum you are a child of Heavenly Father, and so am I. Did you know that all parents and children belong to Heavenly Father. We are all children of God, even my friends and Nanna, and my cousins." And I said "Yes, I know." Then she went on to explain how we are going to live with Him again.
We have been talking alot about the plan of salvation lately. We have the pictures up in the lounge, its been up for over a year. I am glad she at 7 years old has a clear understanding of where we came from and where we are going. I have had to talk to her recently about a friend of ours who has cancer. Jordy is particularly close to my friend and she doesn't have long to live.
I sat down and talked to her how Aunty Charmaine is dying and said how she is going back to live with Jesus and Heavenly Father. Without missing a beat she says"when I die I can see her again, when I go to the spirit world, but I will miss her mummy." I am truly grateful that she has an understanding of who she is, where she came from and where she is going.

Tagged

List : 3 Joys, 3 Fears, 3 Goals, 3Current obsessions/collections, 3 Facts about yourself.Tag five people at the end of your post by leaving their names.

3 Joys
1. School holidays (get to sleep in and take it easy)
2. Summer
3. The kids and Tim even though sometimes painstaking they bring more joy

3 Fears
1. Independence taken away
2. not getting the right help for Tatiana
3. falling

3 Goals
1. to walk again
2. get passports by march next year
3. get Christmas cards posted this year

3 Obsessions
1. parking I have to get the right park to give me room to get out of the car
2. facebook, got a little addicted lately just the games though
3. money as in where it all goes

3 Facts
1. I love watching the kids play sports
2. Rugby is more interesting when you personally know all the players
3. I have learnt to settle for what I have and not be unrealistic, no dreaming too big.

I tag Ms Dan, Anson, Linda, Mum, Jen

September what a month....

This photo belongs to the blog below but this is Jordy before her surgery wearing everything Dora.

Other news from Septmber unfortunately Jackson is on the waiting list for boys high so I am currently putting things together for home schooling.

Tim, Taylor and Jackson went to the snow with the young men. They had a great time the photo's have to wait they are on our video camera disk and its playing up at the moment. We so need another still camera.

Happy, happy birthday Jordy dear, happy days will come to you all year, if I had a wish then it would be, a happy, happy birthday to you from me. Our little girl is 7 this year. She is so happily pleased with very simple things. At school they had a girls breakfast for the girls and mums, aunts, sisters or cargivers and this was on her birthday. All she wanted was to go to the breakfast. So we bought the tickets and went. She was so happy to go and quite eager to share that today was her brithday. Tatiana was also awesome. She said that she wouldn't come because she wanted Jordy to have special time with her mum for her brithday.

Last thursday the junior school had cross country. Jordy came 11th for 7 year old girls. She was so proud of herself and so were we.

Jordy-Lee has surgery

Finally after a long wait to see a doctor at ENT, I was told that Jordy would need another set of grommets. Of course this was not news to me. Poor Jordy seems to unluckily get terrible ear infections related to teething. You may ask yourself how come a 6 year old is having problems with teething, well her baby teeth are coming out. So the middle ear infections are back with a vengance. Although as she has got older they are not as horrific as what they were when she was smaller. We saw the ENT doctor three weeks ago and I was expecting a waiting time for surgery of at least 2 months. But was happily surprised to get a call 2 weeks later to say she was booked in for the following week as the doctor said it was urgent. This is Jordy-Lee's 3rd set of grommets and the hospital have decided to have audiology involved this time. She still struggles with certain sounds of letters. But has improved immensely with alot of speech therapy. As usual Jordy takes all things in stride. She is quick in recovering from things. She had the surgery in the morning and was home by lunch playing in her room straight away. No sitting around for her.