Why the Redwood Forest slideshow?

Judy had always loved trees, and in 2008 we spent some time among the California Redwoods. Some of the ingredients in Judy's chemo cocktail were derived from trees (not Redwoods but Yews). We always knew that Judy loved the trees, and the trees got their chance to repay her affection.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Wednesday is Humpday--no setbacks today

Maybe we're over the hump, after all.

Now that Judy is off the morphine and other Happy Juices, we regularly read the blog and the comments that you send, and they make her tear up. Judy is such a humble person who's always done what she has done to serve and please others, and you guys put her in the passenger seat. I don't think she is yet ready to acknowledge that she has touched so many people in such a positive way that the outpouring of love from all of you is not something to be embarrassed about.

Her brother Mike joined her sis-in-law Candace today by driving up from Midland, and together they almost forgot that Judy is in the hospital. I used the break to deal with insurance issues, ride my bike for a few miles, and grade my students' latest set of stellar papers. Who said ouch?

Judy had another good day, but it was not without some mental trials. Together with her good friend Liz D., who herself had some pretty nasty back surgery a few weeks ago, we all took Judy to the park across the street from Covenant. Not only did Judy enjoy the sunshine while being pushed around in the wheelchair, but she walked with her IV tower for quite a while. Lubbock's weather right now is perfect!

The Little Bit (as Ms. Eddie calls her) had a little meltdown, though. She had hoped sooooo much to get rid of the NG tube, but, after consulting the docs' orders, the nurses told her that she'd have to be ready for that, and to prove that, Judy would have to slurp up a whole 240-ml bowl of vegetable broth. Now, those of you who are even somewhat close ot me know that I eat pretty much anything. Man, I tried that broth and thought that I had swalled a spoonful of Dead Sea brine! (I've been there. I'm allowed to use this analogy.) No way to eat that crap, and even if it had tasted better, you just cannot eat 240 ml (pint) of broth if you've had nothing but ice and water for two weeks. No way. Judy just freaked. She wanted to get rid of the damn tube but she (thankfully!!!) realized that trying to force down the broth was going to set her back a day or two becaue she would have puked it all up, had she even been able to slurp it all up. Oh, she was so down. Additionally, let's not forget that her hormone are probaly all over the place. considering all the female parts that were lost to surgery.

And when things get really bad, and even sisters-in-law and husbands can provide only so much ointment for the soul, then a little angel in the form of Natalie shows up. Judy's former placement student and protegée--all barely-90-pounds of her--snuggled up with Judy in her bed (OK, she had just come from yoga class and was still pliable) and gave her the sweetest talking-to this side of being a husband. The bond between the two was, well, palpable. I suppose we have two "step-daughters": Emily AND Natalie. What lucky people we are.

And now it is almost midnight and I better post this update because from all your e-mails and comments I know you have come to expect news--and I still have to write my e-mail to our German friends and family.



aka Kathy said...


So good to see you up and walking around and outside enjoying the beautiful day! I know it's tough, but listen to the Doctors and don't try to rush things too much. When Alan had his back surgery he was off his bike for what seemed like forever, but was only 7 months. He knew that waiting would also mean that body was healed and would be ready when he got back on the bike.

Take care of yourself sweetie,
Kathy J

Anonymous said...

Ahhh, Judy, seeing you at the playground made my smile brighten! Patience is such a test, but you are good for it and the yucko food will heighten your appreciation of yummy homemade meals.
I got to enjoy a face full of baby slobbering yesterday and planted the first lipstick smooch mark on Arwinn! You never know where the next moment of joy is to be found! Much love from Sedona

WayneLorane said...

Glad to see you outside and rolling around. But even Lance didn't progress as fast as he wanted to I'm sure. Let your body guide you...it knows what it needs and how to heal. You must really hate that tube but you ARE going to get rid of it when your body doesn't need it anymore. Your little body is doing all it can and I know it is going to recover all it's functions as quickly as it can. I'll call tonight and see you tomorrow! Oh boy oh boY! Lorane :)

Burkhard said...

you can`t imagine,how much compassion your silly brother-in-law have with you: since three days there is a humbling, gurgling and what ever in my intestinies! Thinking so much of you, feeling ill at my self, I feel so close to you that words can`t describe.
It let me feel happy, see you outside of that f...hospital, hear about you energy to pick up the fight!
And you help me with this so much to get rid of my stupid depressions.
You and I, together we struggle and fight against an ugly enemy. And I hope, i can support your fight as much as you do to mine!

Sandi said...

What a joy to see you up and around.

You are spreading sunshine everywhere! Way to go girl! Baby steps!

I take mom home tomorrow. She passed her dr.'s test and her arm is doing good.

You'd think with all the miracles of modern man they could improve the gowns-but you look good anyway!

Praying for more baby steps,

Anonymous said...

I ate such broth Wednesday, too, but no one threatened me with an NG tube if I didn't eat it! It's awful! And then the colonoscopy prep..."Dead Sea Brine" I'll call it from now on. Doctor took out a polyp and did a biopsy of a red area in my stomach...I'll talk to him later. I'm hoping today they let you have something more palatable. A popsickle. It's great to see you outside walking. Keep up the good work. See you soon.
Cheryl and Fred