Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Finding Perspective

I follow this one lady on Facebook mostly for inspiration in decorating and crafting. Between the  posts on her page  and so many of my friends  posting pictures of their Christmas trees, I found myself stressing.  Not wanting to spend the money and more importantly not having the time or energy to make it happen, drove up my anxiety.

Tim hasn’t been well this last week.  He’s lost 10 pounds in seven days, is eating very little, and he’s been extremely weak.  Rather than continue with the phase-in process of the Stivarga, the decision was made to back down to two a day in an effort to stabilize his blood pressure and increase his strength.

So this past weekend the kids and I did something I never thought I would do. You see I usually put my Christmas stuff up the day after Thanksgiving. But this year other things were going on and it just didn’t happen. Between golf tournaments, playoff football games, and Tim starting a new treatment plan, I found myself almost halfway through December with no Christmas decorations up. Fall leaves and pumpkins still graced my entryway and side tables.  Saturday was the first day that the kids and I had no plans. None of us felt very well and getting into the attic and getting boxes and boxes of Christmas decorations down did not sound fun at all. It really just stressed me out. So the kids and I loaded up in the car, went to Hobby Lobby, and bought a 4 foot rustic looking tree straight off the display. I literally unplugged it and put it in the basket. A few picks of pinecones, berries, and glittered sticks and our tree was done.  Abby did manage to get in the attic to get down a tree skirt and stockings - I didn’t even get my nativity out. Instead I was satisfied with the nativity wrap around a Scentsy warmer.

I must admit there is a whole lot of guilt in this.  I’ve worried about what the kids would feel, what their friends who come over will think. I’ve been cautious about letting people stop by for fear of judgment. But God has spoken very clearly to me and more than anything I am learning to give myself grace. God did not send his Son for us to stress over all of the trappings that come with a commercialized holiday. This season we are trying to step away and make it about the joy and salvation that was gifted us through His birth that Holy night many years ago.

This is in no way judgement on those who’ve surrounded themselves with Christmas cheer and all that decorating for Christmas can be.  In fact, I am happy for you and am still a little bit envious. We just know this Christmas it’s not for us, and that is ok.  If you are feeling the pressure of meausuring  up to others, give yourself grace to be exactly where the Lord wants you to be. Seek Him and ask Him to meet you where you are.  Continue to pray for us - for cancer to be gone, for Tim to feel better, for rest for all of us. Most importantly, pray with us that we will seek the Lord and that people will see Jesus in us this Christmas season.

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders . And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6



Monday, December 3, 2018

Moving from 2 to 3

It’s been one week in the phase-in process on Stivarga and we have seen only a few side effects.  In the first week Tim experienced flu like symptoms, fever, and extremely high blood pressure, but no hand foot syndrome as of yet. One answered prayer is that he felt well enough to watch Abby play in a two day tournament on Friday and Saturday.

He saw the doctor today and was moved to three pills a day.  There was quite a bit of concern about his blood pressure, so now he will take it three times a day and up his blood pressure medication to two a day. We got in a bit of trouble in that we did not take him to the emergency room at MD Anderson Or call the doctor when his temperature got so high last Wednesday evening.   But now we know exactly what the cut off is and will do so in the future. He will see the doctor again next Monday to assess how his body is tolerating the Stivarga before moving to the maximum of four pills a day.

My friend Christine reminded me of a Kari Jobe song to add to my list of anthems. (I’ve linked it below.) As we continue this journey, our faith remains in our Lord Jesus Christ. Each day we both grow closer to Him.  Continue to pray with us for complete healing and minimal side effects.  Also pray for my friend Janice as she is undergoing radiation for tumors that have metastasized in her brain.