Linda's Thoughts

My husband awoke me at 6am . . . on a Saturday. I usually sleep until 8! But that's okay because I had plans I really wanted to do for the day. I called Habitat For Humanity and wanted to put in some hours learning how to build a home so I could prepare for my Habitat trip to Nashville.

My husband, Danny's, chest had been hurting since Monday. This has happened from time to time when he gets stressed out. He was also having some trouble breathing. It was now Thursday and I came home from work and saw him propped up in the recliner sleeping with his head bent down. He then awoke and told me he had been sleeping like that most of the day. He said he still had alot of pain so I decided we were going to the after hours clinic at our doctor's office. We figured it was an acid reflux type problem. The doctor gave him what was called a G.I. cocktail. This contained three kinds of medication. One of them would numb his throat so the pain would go away. We waited and the pain and his struggle in breathing didn't end. Then they did an EKG and it turned out normal. But the doctor still knew something was wrong so she sent us to an emergency room.

Danny is still in the hospital. The medical staff wants to run a few more tests but they aren't staffed to do it on the weekend. They also told Danny as long as he is on pain medication they want him in the hospital. He hasn't had the surgery yet since they need to run the tests first. They plan to send him home Monday. The surgery will be laproscopic and will only require four small incisions. It will be an outpatient surgery and there will hardly be any scarring.

Here is a cell phone call that occurred on 9.11.01 in one of the twin towers. I discovered this on the Mrs Happy Housewife site a few weeks back:

(I pulled the video off YouTube and it has a few curse words in it)

Danny is home now. He came home last Friday. Thank God! I also thank God for my all my family and friends who kept in touch and showed their concerns through thoughts, prayers, and helping out here and there. Thank God for my church, Tulsa Bible Church, who helped us in several kind ways! (You should go there sometime, if possible. Our leadership strives to be very godly and humble.) My children are no longer worried like they were when their daddy was in the hospital :) And my son, Samuel, worked hard to help me in running the household.

I'm just glad it's all over!

If I was a perfect mom, I would be to the "T" what this poem describes but since I'm not its fun to study it to remind me (and the other members of our household) how to do better.

Just to be tender, just to be true,
Just to be glad the whole day through,

For over forty years I've been trying to figure out life. I've shed all kinds of tears in that life span.

As I've gotten older I've began to realize sometimes the tears I've shed aren't worth sharing with anyone. They are there to just help me release stress from my struggles in life. When I was little I needed attention if I cried. If I skinned my knee or hurt my finger I insisted on attention from someone, especially Mom or one of my big brothers.

Teddy Roosevelt was one of the United States' greatest presidents. Personally, I haven't thoroughly studied him. But my attention was admirably focused on him when I read a great quote by him on the Mrs. Happy Housewife blog. It's a quote that gives busy moms the honor they deserve. Here it is:

“No ordinary work done by a man is either as hard or as responsible as the work of a woman. . .