2/5/09-2/7/09 Postings from Dallas #1
2/5/05
9:15 Hooray Shelby County Schools---they provide a case manager, if I choose---& I CHOOSE—to be my advocate with insurance---talked to Julie, my mgr. as son, Buddy, navigated Dallas traffic---(a story in itself) by the time I got to several doctors insurance approval had either been met or was pending---Dr. Finn’s office has gone above and beyond as well. Thanks Cary & Teresa!

Thursday-10 AM meet w/ MF---the most gracious lady ever—who has offered “shelter” (SHELTER should be in all CAPS b/c it’s ministry that she’s offering) for Larry and me as needed during our Dallas stay---if indeed, Dallas becomes “my” place. She’s a Romans 12:13 woman. “Share with God’s people who are in need. Practice hospitality.”
She even adds to her “to do list,” after the fact, so that she can cross it off---- that’s someone I can relate to for sure. Her quiet neighborhood, near SMU, will be great for a “masked woman” to walk while recovering between surgeries and there’s even an adorable plaza near the end of her street that has quaint shops & eateries and a Logos bookstore, oh yea! While there, buying A. Murray’s Waiting on God,---on sale---another oh yea!-- “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing” began playing. Okay, I “puddled”...but it is my favorite hymn and the one played when I was seated as “mother of the bride.”

Seeing God’s hand for 2/5 ---it’s the story KS from Park Cities Presbyterian told me as I strolled the plaza soaking up, as I’ve said before, both the sun and The Son.

1:30 appt. w/ Dr. Richard Ha Arrived on my time at 1:00 over the protestations (though gentle) from my son & husband. Smart decision b/c I had to fill out paper work that they “thought” they had e-mailed me. Dr. Jay Burns was also there and came in to encourage and offer support. As we were leaving the “institute,” I had Larry take a picture of the plaque—4 of the of names on that list----tops in the field of reconstruction---had already been consulted by Dr. B. and Dr. Carter on my behalf. Here’s where the day began to take on new dimensions that took some absorbing. The doc has to give the best and the most radical scenarios for treatment---apart from a miracle, Larry and I both knew we were past the “easiest” treatment but hearing new words and possibilities in the radical realm gave pause, (increased heart rate & wave of nausea)---to say the least. Larry, in his way, can make me smile even in the worst of times---He asked if I should have a tattoo put on my shoulder to make sure he takes home the right gal.

Evening with little Texans seems a blur---I was so emotionally drained that I had to pull apart for a while------hearing those grandboys pray for me at bedtime was the best way to end the day ---that, and Larry reading scripture to me, allowed me to find peace and once more grasp the Lord’s hand as I began to refocus & trust Him and fall asleep.