Wednesday, June 04, 2008

The Gingerbread Man

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Run. Run... as fast as you can.
You can't catch me.
I'm the gingerbread man.

;)

Friday, February 15, 2008

My Grandma

My grandma had a stroke Thursday 2/7/08. She was admitted to the hospital and I stayed with her until she died on Sunday 2/10. This has been the hardest week of my life. But, I know she's in a better place and with my grandpa, her two sons who died many years ago, endless other relatives, and countless dearly beloved pets.

This is what I wrote and they put in the little booklet given out at the funeral:

The day had brought me to my knees.
I looked up to the sky,
cried to the Lord
"Just wait a bit so I can say Goodbye."
She lived a long and love-filled life
so full of love to share.
Company fed, babies put to bed
always with such care.
The Lord has said
"It's time to go.
It's time to come on home.
And all the folks awaitin there
will help you to your throne."
Paradise waits for its Grandmother star.
She shines the brightest and softest
of all the heavens by far.
A legacy lives on
instilled in those she loved.

I truly believe that all the happenings leading up to her death were exactly what the Good Lord planned.

I give thanks to particular staff members at OSU Medical Center (Oklahoma not Ohio), formorly known as Tulsa Regional Med Center. Soon-to-be-Doctor= Scott Mackey. You were a godsend. Your intelligence and awesome bedside manner impressed even the harshest critic when it comes to my grandma.... me.

Linda, the cardiac nurse on the 5th floor with the fabulously spiky short hair which I loved. I hope your chemo is going better. You have such a light shining from you, I know that God has special plans for you. Your kind words gave me permission to own the situation which I had all along, but was unable to realize it. Because of you, my grandma isn't in pain anymore. For that, I can never repay you.

To LaVon, the tech that slept the entire night she was supposed to be sitting with my grandma and only woke up intermittently, I hope you never work in this business again. That is edited and put very nicely. You were hired to watch over her and you slept and pointed your finger at my grandma when she was confused, disoriented, and scared. You raised your voice at her shaking your fat finger in her face telling her no! I have no mercy for whatever happens to you. I forgive you, but I won't have pity on you, nor would I have mercy if you were on fire.

God forgive me for being merciless with this vile woman. Right now, today I just don't have it in me. I hope that You and Your infinite power will keep her far away from me forever.

Not all of the techs were bad, though. She was the only one. We had some really wonderful people. Heather with her cute pink outfit and her passion for doing hair. She is currently engaged to be married and will make a beautiful blushing bride. Heath (like the candy bar, but without the chocolate) and his passion for the ministry and one day opening a nursing home of his own. and of course his affinity for Mountain Dew and junk food. Look me up when you open up your own nursing home. Do the Dew! LaWanda was just wonderful. She had a great spirit about her. I hope your knee gets better and you can return to work soon. You are definately a people person. God made you to be amidst all the people. There were others, but my memory refuses to allow me access to the rest of their names.

To the little oriental woman nurse on the 5th floor. I'm sorry I don't know your name, but you were so sweet in Grandma's final hours. Your kindness does not go unnoticed. Your eyes welled with tears and you gave me a hug. That meant a lot to me. May God walk with you always.

Thank you to Phil and Wendy Johnson for everything. Thank you just isn't enough. Sometimes words just don't do it.

Pastor Adam Stang was just wonderful. I felt compelled to share with him that everyone that met him knew he was the pastor even before he said a word. He has that air about him that it's like God just shines through him.

My bestest friends in the whole wide world, DeDe and Vickie, are simply that. They are the best friends anybody could ever ask for. They sat with me with Grandma and cried with me and still mourn with me. I couldn't ask for anything more. They are better friends than I am. And I love them both more than words can say.

God be with you all,
~Lisa