I'm back to face the "Monster"

This past 2 weeks have been a whirl wind experience and reality is catching up with me. I have been in Ottawa twice to see my grandson, son-in-law and daughter. I have also traveled from Nova Scotia to Regina with my son by car. It seemed like a "cannon-ball" run movie and it was fun. I had a chance to visit with some friends who were available and reconnected to my old and future life. To all those folks I didn't get a chance to say hi to, I am sorry; this was my loss. I only had a very short period of time. Next trip for sure.

Now I am back. I woke up this morning to a kiss from "A". It startled me a bit. She was going off to work and wanted to say good-bye and "see you later". As I started to wake up, I realized I was going to have another busy day. I have to go an see a hematologist at the VG II complex. I am not expecting any surprises, however, this monster certainly has kept me on my toes!

I just got off the phone with Dr. B's office and I was told the paper work has been filed with the Operating Room. I have my surgery next Wednesday. I will be getting another phone call for "pre-op" instructions soon! Surprising, I am not as scared as I thought I would be. Maybe denial, maybe all the prayers from others and me are working. Probably a combination of everything that has happened in the past couple of weeks.

Yesterday when I was leaving Regina it was very early in the morning. I was up at 3:30 AM and my sister "L" said she wanted to drive me to the airport. I was willing to catch a cab but she insisted. As we travelled to the airport, which is about a 10 minute drive, I took the opportunity to thank her for some words she shared with me. She told me not to worry (too much) and she also shared her perspective about impacts of the possible side effects of the operation. For her, having her husband around was most important thing; period. This comforted me.

As she dropped me off, she came to the back of vehicle where I was gathering my bags. I could see that her eyes were gathering some tears. You just know when someone loves you; their eyes focus and you can see their soul. As I was going to put my arms around her to give her that hug, she opened up her hand and wanted to give me something.

It was a toonie, dirt and all.

She found it one of her recent walks. It still had clumps of Saskatchewan clay on it. I then knew the tears were not only hers, but my Dad's and Mom's as well. Thanks "L"; I won't spend it!