Today, February 25, 2011, the Virgin Mary gave the following message to the world during her apparition to Marija:
In addition to the Blessed Mother's message, I wanted to let you know of the latest developments from Amarillo, Texas!
As you know, mom came home from the hospital last Thursday a week ago. We've been finding our way around by trial and error, using the wheelchair, scheduling therapy appointments, and trying to find a reputable agency to send someone to do some light housekeeping and assist mom in transferring to and from her wheel chair, bed, and toilet.
We finally got her out of the house to get her hair cut and nails done last Friday. All was going well and she felt so good being out and about. But, low and behold, my stomach had begun to burn on the ride to the hair salon. Sue, mom's stylist, offered me water from the cooler to try and calm the burning in my stomach. I had not eaten anything, so I thought that this might be the cause of the burning sensation. I drank three large cups of water, but didn't experience any positive results. In fact, the burning sensation grew worse. I asked Lee to pick up some Gaviscon stomach antacids and I chewed two. Thirty minutes later, we were home and I chewed two more. I went to our bedroom and laid down. As I lay there with my eyes closed, hoping to take a nap and wake up refreshed and pain free, I began to run my hand around the entire abdominal and stomach area. In short, I was hurting everywhere.
I got out of bed and went to the kitchen where mom was eating some chicken & rice and fresh turnip greens. I spooned a small bit of each on a plate and ate it, thinking that would take care of the burning sensation. NOT!
I finally asked Lee to take me to the ER at BSA Hospital, the same place we had left a week earlier with mom, a place I hoped I'd not have to see again. But this time, it was the ER, and it was FULL, not to wonder about it being a Friday night and that is the night the uninsured come for treatment. I waited three hours to be called back to an examination room.
Long story short, I had appendisitis and needed surgery. I was assured that the surgeon was excellent and would be in to see me soon. My surgery began about 4 a.m. Saturday morning, me being way down the line of several surgeries already performed by Dr. Hollaway. Amazing that I do not recall anything from recovery, but do recall being rolled back into my room where Lee was waiting.
I didn't have a lot of pain and I was lucky that it had not ruptured. I was released and arrived back at mom and dad's about two hours ago. Three small incisions and laproscopically, my appendix was removed (and I don't even know if I've spelled that correctly, nor do I care).
So, WHAT ELSE CAN HAPPEN AROUND HERE? We're supposed to leave on Sunday and Dad and Mom are totally stressed about my leaving them. Dear Jesus, I am so torn, but I am HOMESICK! I want to see my babies, I want to sleep in my own bed and catch up on some much-needed rest! I am exhausted! I answer the phone every time it rings because it's a 99% chance it has something to do with mom. It IS a Labor of Love to do all I can for her, but I can no longer lift her because of my surgery. This coming week is going to be very stressful, so I'm going to try and rest this evening and in the morning.
So, we have survived another bump in the road, yet we remain staunchly committed to the path we are on, the path of righteousness, the path that leads us to our eternal reward. Please keep us in your prayers.
Peace Be With You and Yours,