Tomorrow is Thanksgiving- it means bacon wrapped water chestnuts, bacon bombs, bacon bacon, and bacon. There also may be turkey, but NEVER turkey bacon….turkey bacon is not bacon, ever. That’s like saying Canadian bacon is bacon….it’s not either-when will we ever stop living under this distorted view of reality? Bacon is bacon and “other” is not…I may have said too much, but now you now my heart.
Since mid September, our life has been an emotional roller coaster. This past week has been particularly difficult for us mentally. The thought of cancer will consume our days if we let it. I know that we are all going to die. Statistics are very accurate there- 1 out of every 1 person dies. And as a good friend reminded me in an e-mail this week: We also understand that none of us will live one day longer or die one day less than God will allow. We know God is in control and have felt His grace and peace throughout, even when medical news was not encouraging. To be sure, there have been moments and days when God has seemed far away but we know He is not.
But there are times where it crosses our mind that this could be our last Thanksgiving together, or that this may be our last Christmas etc. Last night Kellie and I talked about this and we are really going to try not to dwell on these thoughts. We are surrounded by people who are praying with us and for us. And we are so very grateful for the gifts and cards and donations. We are most thankful for the prayers!
We are also very grateful for our nurses. There should be a day, as big as Thanksgiving, dedicated to nurses and real bacon! I’m talking about going all out and printing it on calanders, closing the post offices and banks <—– that's a given, when are banks actually open? Forget Macy's Thanksgiving day parade- We should have a "Scrubs R Us thank a nurse for saving your hiney due to the dumb stuff you did over the weekend" parade! I think nurses shouldn't have to pay taxes, or do their own laundry and/or dishes. They should get free hugs all the time, on demand, without attitude! They should get monetary tips on the hour while working, because we all know that they are underpaid! I watch them walk around this chemo room and they are not just doing a job. They are involved in the lives of the people sitting here. They know us by name, and greet us with smiles. They know our story and the stories of the people sitting all around this room. They interact with our children when we bring them in….try taking your kid to an air traffic controllers tower and I don't think you would get the same response. Nurses should be able to eat all the chocolate they want all day long and then have free unlimited access to the secret miracle drugs that keep all the negative effects from that choice at bay. I would go so far to say that they should also be allowed to carry around light sabers and use them at will without repercussion…after all, they are nurses. They can put up with a lot of stuff and still be sweet to the people around them.
Once I asked one of the nurses here a question. I prefaced it with this: ” now I know there are no stupid questions, but…” She smiled and said “bless your heart…” Now, I’m from the south and I know what that means, but the conversation turned into a school lesson for me and I learned a lot. An RN (registered nurse) is better than a LPN (licensed practical nurse). Unless of course you are an LPN then an RN is a step or 2 below you. I also learned that LPN is not a labor prevention nurse…apparently it was absurd to even think that. However I did learn from an RN that a LPN is licensed and practical, but practically anyone can get a license. I also learned from an LPN that RN is a registered nurse, and they were pretty sure there was a website that anyone could go to and become registered. – I say every bit of that jokingly of course!
Specifically pertaining to Heartland- I don’t care what your name badge says, or what your title is. If you are loving on my family and taking care of my wife- I love you and I’m grateful for you. I pray that God will continue to give you the strength to care for people when they need it. I pray that God will continue to work through you, and heal people through you as He allows you to be his hands and feet. I pray that those of you who have to work tomorrow on Thanksgiving, and spend the day in the hospital instead of in a home with family, will be given an extra dose of His loving grace and peace that surpasses all of our understanding! And I pray that God will make Himself known to you and that you will feel His closeness to you!
Thank you Rhonda, Sherry, Margo, Abby, Candace, Gina, and Teressa (and if I mis-spelled your name or left you out, I’m sorry, my iPad can only remember so much)
To all of you and all of our other medical profession friends- thank you thank you thank you – Have a happy Thanksgiving!