past the one-month mark since my hubby’s surgery. If you follow this blog you
already know that doctors had warned he could have a heart attack within thirty
days of his surgery. I am happy to say that has not been the case
To add to that good news, his kidneys seem to have rebounded and though they are far from optimum they are at least pretty much back to where they were functioning prior to that awful gall bladder attack and subsequent major surgery. His kidney doctor has been keeping a close eye on him while he has kept him off dialysis to see how he does without it and so far, so good. We know that he will eventually end up on permanent dialysis – which we’d been told back in March would be the case when he was first placed on it. In fact, doctors told us at that time that it was highly unlikely that his kidneys would bounce back.
surprising his doctors and I couldn’t be happier about it! Still, we have to be
cautiously optimistic as the issues with his heart, kidneys, and lungs remain.
The damage caused by over twenty years of diabetes cannot be corrected. One day
at a time, which is how we should live anyway, right? Nobody is guaranteed a
future, but I am exceedingly grateful that whatever days remaining will not be
spent on dialysis – at least not in the immediate future.
thank all of you who have sent messages of support and for those who have
prayed for both of us. May all your kindnesses return to you a thousand-fold.
“Birds are a miracle because they prove to us there is a finer, simpler state of being which we may strive to attain.” – Douglas Coupland –
There is something about watching swans glide across a pond or lake that instills calm. They are so beautiful, so graceful. Only the tamest of fowl will not take wing and fly off when one approaches, and swans seem to be the tamest and most fearless of all. Birds possess a certain beauty and majesty that appeals to me – they also possess an innate warning system that alerts them to my presence. For the most part when I am out and about with my camera and something attracts my attention I find myself holding my breath and stepping very carefully, making as little noise as possible as I try to creep up to get the shot. It has become almost a ritual, hugging the camera close to my chest as I stalk my prey.
By far the easiest birds to photograph are water fowl. Most of the water birds pictured here are very common, and perhaps of little interest to many. Yet it is birds that have taught us much about the seasons. My spirit is lifted as winter turns to spring and I see and hear a robin chirping in the garden. And when the heat of summer begins to cool it is wild geese that warn of approaching winter as flocks begin to migrate south. The above quote resonates with me for who can argue that gliding serenely across still waters is a “fine and simple state” of existence.