<votive> For the repose of the soul of Moyra. May she rest in peace and rise in glory, and may her memory be a blessing.
<votive> For the Mad Cat family
<votive> For my dear friend P, who took a nasty fall the other night
<votive> For all in need
Please pray for my Senior Child, L, who tripped and fell backward on Saturday night, and fractured her skull. She has a minor bleeder (subcutaneous), and a blood clot in a vein in her brain.
And please pray for me, as this necessitates dealing with my ex. (This isn't Hell, so I shall spare you the details.)
It's been a rough couple of days. L is still in ICU; they have done some testing, and discovered that she has a genetic tendency toward blood clots. (She's otherwise very healthy.) She will probably have to be on blood thinners for the rest of her life. My poor baby girl...
I'm stressed out with work (it's a busy time of year on my beat) and worry; I'm still having a horrible time with lymphodema, and I suspect that some further piece of my pelvis has crumbled, judging by the discomfort level.
But I am surrounded by wonderfully kind and loving people, not least a certain Shipmate who, upon learning that I needed to scan a metric ton of documents for reimbursement by various insurance corporations, came and picked them up, and then scanned them. Now I just need to attach them to the appropriate forms and send them in.
Prayers for @Rossweisse , for @Alex Cockell for @MaryLouise. This morning early I was outside praying for you the beauty of a chill spring morning, with the sun misting through the clouds and the bluebells glimmering under the trees and the hinds running back from the river to the hills.
I am very much afraid that I am losing/have lost my faith. That I am posting suggests it has not entirely gone, but successive appearances of a good outcome to a situation, followed by a sudden impact imposing something that is definitely not any such thing makes me feel that either there is no God, or, if there is, he has nothing about him of love or compassion or mercy, but has more in common with the Cathar's view of the god of this world as a wicked and malign entity. I think I prefer atheism, but it can feel much more like the latter. Particularly when little nastinesses get piled onto the big one.
<votive> Prayers ascending for all in need
<votive> Prayers ascending for those of little faith or no faith, lost faith or doubtful faith
L is still in ICU. I have still not been able to talk to a doctor about her. Although the hospital where she was taken is excellent for trauma care, I wish the ambulance had instead transported her to the hospital where I have my cancer treatments, where I know my way around, and where my oncologist (head of his department) knows everybody and can get things done. <sigh> The kiddo needs more help than I can get her in her present circs.
<votive> For Tree Bee's W
<votive> For all in need
I called the Senior Child this morning; she not only answered, but sounded like her usual self. The docs have discovered that she had the blood clot long before the accident; without said skull fracture, she might have gone with it until a much more vulnerable age before anyone figured it out. So Deo gratias.
And she is finally out of ICU. Deo gratias squared.
The Senior Child has been kicked out of ICU into Neurology. (I'm still awaiting a callback from a doc; I think I'll try again in the morning.) I am so very relieved. If someone can sleep in a noisy area like that, you know she's sick.
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<votive> For the Mad Cat family
<votive> For my dear friend P, who took a nasty fall the other night
<votive> For all in need
For a friend C just diagnosed with lung cancer and in shock
For the MadCat family
For all struggling with illness, financial insecurity, loneliness
<votive> Prayers continuing for all in need
Prayers ascending for all in need.
And please pray for me, as this necessitates dealing with my ex. (This isn't Hell, so I shall spare you the details.)
<votive> Prayers ascending for all in need.
Prayers for Rossweisse;s daughter L and for Rossweisse's communications with the ex 🕯
Asking for prayers for healing of my facial neuralgia and worsening depression 🕯
Prayers ascending for you and L, and for MaryLouise for healing.
It's been a rough couple of days. L is still in ICU; they have done some testing, and discovered that she has a genetic tendency toward blood clots. (She's otherwise very healthy.) She will probably have to be on blood thinners for the rest of her life. My poor baby girl...
I'm stressed out with work (it's a busy time of year on my beat) and worry; I'm still having a horrible time with lymphodema, and I suspect that some further piece of my pelvis has crumbled, judging by the discomfort level.
But I am surrounded by wonderfully kind and loving people, not least a certain Shipmate who, upon learning that I needed to scan a metric ton of documents for reimbursement by various insurance corporations, came and picked them up, and then scanned them. Now I just need to attach them to the appropriate forms and send them in.
I am so very blessed.
#teamRossweisse
MaryLouise <votive>
Alex <votive>
Penny S <votive>
Such hard things to deal with.
<votive> Prayers ascending for those of little faith or no faith, lost faith or doubtful faith
L is still in ICU. I have still not been able to talk to a doctor about her. Although the hospital where she was taken is excellent for trauma care, I wish the ambulance had instead transported her to the hospital where I have my cancer treatments, where I know my way around, and where my oncologist (head of his department) knows everybody and can get things done. <sigh> The kiddo needs more help than I can get her in her present circs.
#teamRossweisse
<votive> For all in need
I called the Senior Child this morning; she not only answered, but sounded like her usual self. The docs have discovered that she had the blood clot long before the accident; without said skull fracture, she might have gone with it until a much more vulnerable age before anyone figured it out. So Deo gratias.
And she is finally out of ICU. Deo gratias squared.
The Senior Child has been kicked out of ICU into Neurology. (I'm still awaiting a callback from a doc; I think I'll try again in the morning.) I am so very relieved. If someone can sleep in a noisy area like that, you know she's sick.