This is the last time I walked.
Monday, June 23rd
After that… nothing really.
I have movement and sensation in both legs, but no weight bearing on either leg. I guess we will wait until the outcome of this MRI to see if there’s anything specific bringing all this about suddenly.
There has been little talk of tumors or recurrence or necrosis, or anything in the last couple of weeks…mostly because we’ve been in this holding pattern. Recovering properly from the diverticulitis surgery was important.
Plus, it’s is not kosher to put someone through one MRI quickly after the next. Damage from radiation is a thing. There should be weeks in between to avoid it.
We are waiting (rather unpatiently) for the outcome of yesterday’s.
I’m broken, Y’all, but I’m trying so hard to just keep counting the smiles I see, counting good wishes, counting opportunities I have to love on folks.
I feel awful just all over. You guys who are texting and messaging to check on now I’m feeling, I see you and love you.
Please keep praying for Keith.
Look at me trying my dangedest to put one foot in front of the other! I did it… but just that one single day… then *poof* more decline.
I have to remember that this is my walk with God (stumble, crawl, dig, scratch, pull)… in sandals. I don’t believe I’ve ever heard or seen anybody running through great difficulties alongside God in golden track shoes.
Sometimes He even carries them. (!!)
I love y’all.
#powerinthepurple
#graceanddignity
#prayformsa
