How are we doin’?

A recent photo taken by daughter-in-law Renee: Joy, Dan with extra needy rescue dog Luna, Guy, and Kate (her parents don’t want her darling little face on social media). Yes, that’s an old wash tub holding this year’s fern.

My Favorite Guy just had a checkup with his neurologist. There’s no blood test for Parkinson’s Disease, no CT scan, no MRI. It’s mostly Dr. Kahout’s experience, observations, and intuition about how Guy is doing. This is a season of losses for us both. Guy can no longer take his extra walk (without his slower spouse), hasn’t gardened for the first year ever, and wears out more quickly.

He learned during his last checkup at the blood+cancer center that now he’s a little anemic, so they adjusted his chemo meds. That explained his extra exhaustion.

Dr. Kohout also asked how I’m doing. I’ve recently been diagnosed for Crohn’s but the first medicine didn’t work, so I started on prednisone this week. It looks like we’ll be adding trips to an infusion center when that gets okayed and set up.

But even with the unwellnesses we’re dealing with, we’re both thankful we didn’t develop them earlier in life. And we’re in a “good place,” with a comfortable home to feel crummy in, each other, and appliances that work (thanks Brian). If/when I get to the place where I can have meals out again, we’ll be able to enjoy breakfast or lunch.

God is weaning us from earthy delights, turning our attention toward the other side where Christ has prepared a place for us. A place without diseases and steroids and IV infusions. 

On this side of heaven, Meadowlark Songs was published in the middle of my quest to find out what was causing my miserable middle. 

I’ve not had the energy to enjoy radio interviews, which are my favorites. The new book has only a few reviews on Amazon, Goodreads, and BookBub. I’m so grateful for two faithful bloggers who have featured Meadowlark Songs on their websites. 

Meanwhile, would you believe that I’m praying for enough energy to pursue the next book? Or two? Oh, wait. I’m supposed to be downsizing.