July 23, 2018
It seems our whole family is playing a waiting game of some kind today. I sit quietly here in the waiting room of the MDAnderson waiting for my Mike to finish his fluid injection. Our Graddaughter, Kortney and Cody, are waiting in the Flagstaff Hospital for their new baby to arrive. Her parents and all the rest of the Seaman clan are waiting by their phones for his arrival also. Heaven feels so close! I so wish I could have a peek in the spirit world and witness all the good-byes going on about now for our new baby boy!
My Mikie has been is the hospital for the last ten days. His kidneys DID NOT like his last go-round of chemo. It is still a waiting game to get him straightened out so he can begin the next round. I have to record how mind numbing these past days have been. A big part of fighting this cancer is the mind game. It has been such a blessing for me to leave every night and sleep at Jessica and Jordy’s house. Their boys have been so kind to give up their bed and room to us.
As a young child I remember my Grandad Lester Ozment sitting in the chair doing the daily crossword puzzle from the newspaper. My mom used to sit on the couch and do them occasionally also. I have thought so much of them as I have worked several crossword puzzles while waiting in the hospital with my Mikie. Crosswords, embroidering, simple crocheting, reading, walking, and typing my dad’s journal have been my sanity. Today, I was reminded that TV became the rage up in Show Low at Christmas time 1958. My dad wrote that he sold two sets on the entry day of Dec 23.
So, for now, I continue to wait. This little adventure has been a blessing for both of us. We both realize over and over that we will wait for each other. Anytime. Anywhere.
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