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Sunday, September 24, 2006


I made it to Sunday School and church this morning! Usually, I'm moving slow in the mornings and I'm faced with the choice of making sure everyone else is ready on time or being on time myself. So, of course, the "good mama" in me....

Anyway, I made it to both functions today. It was kind of an odd sensation—it felt like there was a reaction in the group. Sort of a "Marcia's here!" murmur. (How odd!) Then, between services, people were stopping me in the halls to talk to me! I began to feel like some kind of celebrity. And what am I "famous" for? — Having an incurable condition that may eventually undermine my quality of life! What an accomplishment!

"Thank you! Thank you! First of all, I'd like to thank the Academy. I'd also like to thank all the little people who made it all possible...."

I think I'm beginning to better understand the story in John 5:2-9.

Now there is in Jerusalem near the Sheep Gate a pool, which in Aramaic is called Bethesda and which is surrounded by five covered colonnades. Here a great number of disabled people used to lie—the blind, the lame, the paralyzed. One who was there had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there and learned that he had been in this condition for a long time, he asked him, "Do you want to get well?"

"Sir," the invalid replied, "I have no one to help me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I am trying to get in, someone else goes down ahead of me."

Then Jesus said to him, "Get up! Pick up your mat and walk." At once the man was cured; he picked up his mat and walked.

"Do you want to get well?" Why would anyone ask that question?

Maybe what Jesus was really asking was, "Are you willing to be nobody?"

Just think, for 38 years—thirthy-eight years!—this guy had been a landmark!

"Look! There's old Simeon. I remember seeing him there when I was a kid!"

"Yeah, it just wouldn't be Bethesda Pool without good old Simeon."

What would he have been known for? Having an incurable medical condition! He was recognized by his non-functioning body, and probably by his bedroll and "his spot" by the pool. If he were healed, he would become just another face in the crowd—just another ordinary guy going about his ordinary business.

"Do you want to get well?"

On some level, Jesus was asking him to give up his celebrity. To become a nobody for the glory of God. The same thing he asks all of us to do! The same thing he asks me to do....


How do I draw the line between keeping people informed for the purpose pf prayer and encouragement vs. "playing my role" for dramatic effect?

What marks the transition between having a platform (for witnessing and informing) and a stage (for claiming the spotlight)?

Is this whole post a valid contemplation of what I'm learning through having Parkinson's or just a noble-sounding grab for the spotlight?

I need to think about this....

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Blogger's Block

Apparently, I don't write about ordinary good days! The Mirapex is working—my symptoms are much better controlled than in, say, March of this year. All of our kids and kids-in-law give every indication of being happy and healthy. My DH and I are in a very "happy together" phase. I'm not "at war" with anyone—family, friend, or stranger. I have challenging, enjoyable writing to do—some of it even for pay! So what can I blog about?

I've never been very good at writing poetry when I'm happy, either. Maybe on some gut level, my writer's soul knows that "the public" is much more interested in reading about scandal and tragedy than rainbows, smiles, and hugs.

I guess I just continue to plug away at my boring, uneventful, happy life! And to anyone reading this... May you never understand from experience the true meaning of the ancient Chinese curse: "May you live in interesting times!"

Friday, September 08, 2006

It's Official!

I heard "officially" from the Dr. today that there's nothing broken! I didn't have the heart to tell him that I already knew! He wants me to wear lace-up shoes (ie., athletic shoes) and "listen to the pain". Whew!

Also, I was officially told today that Monday will be my last day in therapy for my shoulder. Yaaaaaay! I can tell—and it's been measured—that BOTH shoulders are stronger than they were a few weeks ago. Yaaaaaaaay (again)!

That's it for now...stuff to do!

Thursday, September 07, 2006


My doctor's office was closed today, so I couldn't get my X-ray results...


I just contacted Radiology myself and got my own copy of the radiologist's report.

"...no obvious acute fractures or dislocations...bone density normal...joint spaces well maintained...soft tissue swelling..."

All I have is a "boo-boo foot"! Yaaaaaay!

Thanks for your prayers and concern.

(NOT my x-ray)

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Happy Birthday to Me

As a couple of fellow bloggers knew, today was my birthday. Here's how I "celebrated":

1. Hour and a half of therapy for my shoulder.
2. Doctor's appointment to have my injured foot examined.
3. X-ray of injured foot — results available tomorrow
4. Trip to the BMV to renew my driver's license
5. Can't pass the vision test without my glasses — new license has glasses restriction
6. Arrive home to find a phone message from my husband — my mother-in-law has been taken to the hospital with leg pain after a fall
7. Approaching midnight — the DH is still at the hospital with his mom

There you have it, folks.... Real life doesn't stop just because a certain number comes up on the calendar!

A few positive thoughts in closing:

1. I prefer a day like today over what I was experiencing six months ago. I have the energy to do all the running around.
2. My license photo turned out OK.
3. I saw a good friend in Tree of Life who I haven't seen for a while.
4. My family is planning to celebrate my birthday on the weekend.

Life's pretty good after all...in spite of the "bumps".

So far...

...I've been to the doctor. He couldn't write off the possibility of something broken, so he ordered X-rays. I've had the X-rays done and the results should be back by the end of the day or beginning of tomorrow.

And that's where we stand.... (Or should I say, "Sit, with feet elevated.")

P.S. Thanks, Jenn! It's been a kinda strange one, but it "beats the alternative"!

Monday, September 04, 2006

The Offer Has Expired!

For those of you who live to express your opinion — I'm sorry, but the opportunity has passed. (See today's earlier post.)

I've had the chance to do two things that helped me make up my mind.

1. I had to spend several minutes just sitting, without anything to distract me. In those quiet, uninterrupted moments, I realized that my foot was aching! Not good.

2. I needed to do some real walking, as opposed to hobbling around, favoring my "boo-boo foot". I felt like something was poking my foot! Again, not good.

The verdict? Tomorrow morning, as soon as feasible, I call the doctor. If he can't get me in tomorrow, I'll see if he'll at least write orders for me to get checked in radiology.

Well, that's it. If you still have an overwhelming urge to share your opinion, feel free to comment on my decision. — I'll smile and nod.

Decisions, decisions....

OK, here's the deal. Last Wednesday, I tripped on our stairs at home. I almost fell down the stairs-not quite. I caught myself on my toes, which bent into a "funny" position.

Now, ever since then, my foot has felt "not right". It's funny colors and tender (sometimes painful). I know that if I have a broken toe, there's not much to do for it. I already called the Dr. and talked over the broken toe option. Since then however, because of the location of the discoloration and pain, I'm beginning to wonder if I did something to the actual foot itself! (That can mean cast and crutches!) So do I contact the Dr. again, or not?

I hate these "middle-of-the-road" medical decisions! Skinned knee—pffft! Unconsciousness—no brainer! But something like this—what if I spend all the money for x-rays, etc., and get told, "It's a bruise." Or what if I don't, and get told, "Well, if you'd come in sooner..."

Here's your chance...give me your two cents worth!

Saturday, September 02, 2006

I Am...

I AM: an elaborate potpourri of physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual; a fusion of practical and mystical

I SAID: I would post on here at least twice a week (oops!)

I WANT: to leave a legacy when I'm gone

I WISH: I didn't have Parkinson's

I MISS: a place I've never been (C. S. Lewis' "far-off country")

I HEAR: more than most people are aware of

I WONDER: what high school would have been llike, if I'd known then what I know now

I REGRET: mistakes I've made in raising my kids

I AM NOT: some tiny, helpless "baby bird"

I DANCE: by myself, for an Audience of One

I SING: more than I did before I had kids

I CRY: when I'm sad, when I'm happy, when I'm moved, when I'm scared, when I'm angry, when I'm feeling blessed, when I'm...

I AM NOT ALWAYS: the quiet, compliant person I appear to be

I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: gifts for the people I love

I WRITE: because I'm compelled to

I CONFUSE: others with the way my mind works

I NEED: a Staples "Easy Button" (for real, not the toy)

I SHOULD: develop a clearer focus of my purpose in life

I START: more slowly than some people would like

I FINISH: with lots of adrenalin

I LOVE: more deeply than I can express