Went to the hospital to pick up my Interferon today. While I was there, I went to my old work station to see my old buds. I always saw myself as a hard worker. That's the way my parents raised me. But, these folks just gushed about how they missed me. Next, I stopped by Urgent Care to say "Hi", and they did the same thing with hugs included. It's so nice to know I wasn't too stubborn to let God reach through me and touch someone else.
Only problem is, now I need someone to reach out to me. My disease does scare me a bit, and I get very lonely here by myself 'til my wife gets home. We're just gonna have to find out where the volunteer work is and get busy. "Idle hands....".
Monday, December 31, 2007
Friday, December 28, 2007
"In America". Copyright 2007.
By the by, I feel particularly blessed by this gift (song), "In America", God gave me. It describes how I feel about the Land I love and is dedicated to the men and women that put their lives on the line every day to keep this soil free. The country is the men and women that work, sweat and bleed to make this nation work, that are the backbone of this country, that this country would fall apart without. My heart is with you folks and our troops.
Bless all of you.
A special "Thank You" goes out to Casey Hurowitz of Hopeful Dreamer Music who took this song under his wing and worked his magic on her.
http://www.soundclick.com/members/default.cfm?member=walter327
Bless all of you.
A special "Thank You" goes out to Casey Hurowitz of Hopeful Dreamer Music who took this song under his wing and worked his magic on her.
http://www.soundclick.com/members/default.cfm?member=walter327
Getting to know you.......
Well, hi there.
First off I'd like to say, be prepared. I'm gonna have good days and bad. See, I've got the honor of having a rare disease called Erdheim-Chester Disease, (http://www.histio.org/, http://www.thedoctorsdoctor.com/). While my wife and I have decided we're in it for the long haul ( gonna give this crud my nastiest low blows and rabbit punches), there are still days when I wish someone would just take care of poor little old me. Readers will get both sides of the coin.
'Kay. We've become determined that this thing can't have me. It's met someone with a double thick skull and a steel rod for a spine. My family knows the story before this weekend before Christmas (some other time). But, since that miserable three days, when I truly thought I was going to die, I've begun walking hard and fast, stretching, running up and down our steps, no matter how unsteady I am or how much it hurts, and just generally refusing to recognize the presence in my body (Maybe if I ignore it, it'll go away :-) ). I've remained steadfast in praying. I mean, without Him I wouldn't have a wonderful, beautiful wife; a gracious, supportive family or all of the fantastic blessings that are so abundant in my life. He's the Bomb, I tell ya!! I have honestly felt much better, after getting over the soreness, of course. I think I recognize me in there behind them eyes, again.
Ain't perty. But, it's me. ;-)
First off I'd like to say, be prepared. I'm gonna have good days and bad. See, I've got the honor of having a rare disease called Erdheim-Chester Disease, (http://www.histio.org/, http://www.thedoctorsdoctor.com/). While my wife and I have decided we're in it for the long haul ( gonna give this crud my nastiest low blows and rabbit punches), there are still days when I wish someone would just take care of poor little old me. Readers will get both sides of the coin.
'Kay. We've become determined that this thing can't have me. It's met someone with a double thick skull and a steel rod for a spine. My family knows the story before this weekend before Christmas (some other time). But, since that miserable three days, when I truly thought I was going to die, I've begun walking hard and fast, stretching, running up and down our steps, no matter how unsteady I am or how much it hurts, and just generally refusing to recognize the presence in my body (Maybe if I ignore it, it'll go away :-) ). I've remained steadfast in praying. I mean, without Him I wouldn't have a wonderful, beautiful wife; a gracious, supportive family or all of the fantastic blessings that are so abundant in my life. He's the Bomb, I tell ya!! I have honestly felt much better, after getting over the soreness, of course. I think I recognize me in there behind them eyes, again.
Ain't perty. But, it's me. ;-)
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