Thoughts of living through cancer
January 27th, 2009 at 10:33 am
Posted By: donnab
Posted in: Post Lung Cancer

Dear Everyone,

I love you all, but I need you to be patient with me. My hands are getting worse. My kids and husband are now buttoning my shirts and zippering my pants. I don’t have much - if any somtimes - control over fine motor skills, plus it hurts.  I’m doing more of my typing with a pencil.  SO, I may not return emails as quick - be patient - I love you all.

Although I’m in the angry stage (about why I have to have this side effect), I know God has a plan.  I would like to throw in the towel instead of re-learning how to do life with no hands and feet. I can’t -  God needs me here still for my family.  I feel like I’m nothing but a burden - but I guess I need to be around to remind the kids to “Brush” every morning (lol).

So, day by day is all I can do.  I appreciate you all - your love and thoughts - and patience with me (such as no handwritten notes will be coming anytime soon).

Please pray that I can figure out work - bills don’t stop just because you don’t have use of our hands - teaching was perfect but with budget cuts right now I’m totally out of work - they may need me in February for a class.  God will provide and I just have to have faith :-) I’m still doing Mary Kay, so maybe we should pray that more ladies look in the mirror and see wrinkles that they’d like to get rid of (lol).

Through it all - I still see how God has blessed me so much! I’m living with an attitude of gratitude.  I have all of you loving on me!  I hope you feel my love for all of you coming right back at you!




January 25th, 2009 at 11:11 pm
Posted By: donnab
Posted in: Post Lung Cancer

Thank you all for making my birthday special.  I received so many calls, emails, cards and wishes of love.  It was well worth becoming a year older :-)

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January 24th, 2009 at 11:35 pm
Posted By: donnab
Posted in: Post Lung Cancer

It’s my birthday (well in IL where I was born - I have a few more hours here in CA) and yes, I’m 47.  So, is 47 old?  Actually, I’m ok with 47 “being old” - that means I have LIVED TO A BLESSED OLD AGE and plan on living many more :-)  My Gram Sam said, “Life beings at Eighty” … but then when she turned 90 she said, “Life is best at ninety” … but then she turned 100 and said, “100 was the greatest”.  So I’ve made it 47 - only 53 more to go!!!!