Friday, May 21, 2010

life is always happening

Since my last post, my grandparents went to Mayo clinic and immediately the doctors found what was wrong. It's his spleen. So he is getting doses every other day of this medication that is meant to un-confuse his spleen I believe. If this medication doesn't work, he'll have to have surgery on his spleen. With his thin blood, this would be really risky. I'm just continuing to pray for his healing. And for my grandma's peace.

I was so happy they were able to come to my graduation. It was so much fun.

So yes, I am a college grad. This summer I will be babysitting and taking two classes at Harper. Then in the fall I'm anticipating starting the MA in Teaching program at Trinity as well as substitute teaching. OH also, I ran into my middle school jazz band director and turns out she needs a nanny starting in the fall for her twins! I'm soooo pumped. Giddy, in fact. God is my provider!

So besides going to classes, doing homework, and babysitting, here are somethings I'm looking forward to:
-Noah and Jamie's wedding
-Visiting and getting visited by Calli
-Going down to the city to see friends, to hear/see music
-Taking lots of pictures
-Seeing Luke a few times
-Dreaming of a road trip, hopefully getting up the nerve to actually do it
-Seeing Bethany and Sarah
-Making new friends

Friday, May 7, 2010

intentions/happy friday

I created this blog intending to document my journey through student teaching. Oh well. It was a great experience and I miss my students.

One of my favorite things is the scent of frozen pizza cooking in the oven. It reminds me of all the Fridays of my childhood when we'd have frozen pizza and pop and sometimes watch a movie. Today, my mom is making it for my dad for lunch.

My Grandma is taking my Grampa to Mayo Clinic on Sunday because his oncologist doesn't know why his blood platelets aren't staying stable for more than 4 hours at a time. He's going to the hospital once a day to get his "dose" of platelets. My Grandma is clearly scared. My Grampa hates not being able to swim or ride his bike or do work around the house. The doctor told him not to do anything but sit. Sit, read, watch tv, sleep. It depresses him. So I'm continually praying for the both of them. And for my mom. I want to be there for her but for some reason I can't figure out HOW.

Do you know how sweet and tender my Grampa is? While he is fighting for his own life, he gets extremely sad when he hears that I'm not feeling well. THAT is my Grampa.