I'm trying very hard to stay positive but, it seems like since my surgery life has been rattling me. I am fine- maybe that's the problem- I am wondering why I am I fine when so much heartache is going on around me. The day of my surgery,our friends who were expecting twins in May,went into early labor.They were expecting a little boy and a little girl.The little girl was born before the labor could be stopped and lived for 10 minutes dying in her parents arms.Labor was stopped before the little boy presented. The Mom was on bedrest for maybe 5 days when she developed a bladder infection and because of the bacteria labor was induced and the little boy was born at 2:30 am Monday.He weighs 1 lb 13oz and there is presence of bacteria is his system. We got a call from his Dad last night saying that he was told to stay because little Brady was having difficulty breathing.We haven't heard anything yet.(The little girl was named Breanna)
OK so if that wasn't bad enough, my first outing after my surgery was to go say good-bye to my friend Kathleen who was dying of pancreatic cancer.I got to spend 4 hours with her and she held my hand for almost the entire time. Kathleen was 53 had just recieved her nursing degree and was full of life. She had a smile that was brighter than sunshine and when she told stories, it ws like listening to a song from the melodious tone of her voice,laced with her Jamacian accent.She was a beautiful person through and through and the type of person this world could only benefit from. She passed last Friday.
This morning we recieved word that another friend of ours has passed from lymphoma.Maryann was my son Jymm's babysitter after school when he was 5 and 6 and her daughter Andrea and he were best friends.Maryann volunteered at every charity there was and always gave from her heart.Another soul that this earth is better off having here.Another soul that has left this earth far too early.I know this is not my decison, I know that this is not my choice but, Ican't help but,ask the powers that be what are you thinking??
Thank you for letting me vent.Now it's time for a good cry.
Wishing you all with all the power I can muster-love and energy, Vicki