Show and Tell ~

I remember those school days long ago

when we were given the opportunity before our class-mates

to "show & tell" of our treasured items.

My thoughts ~ I believe show and tell may have been a fun way

of getting students out of their comfort zone

and up in front of others speaking without even realizing it was a teaching tool.

I looked forward to sharing with my class-mates,

but I'm not real sure it helped me in overcoming  my shy and quiet spirit.

It wasn't until High School when, at a Christmas dance my best friend and I 

stood up against the wall looking like wall flowers, both very much shy and quiet

that I had a little talk with me, myself and I.

'Debbie, is this really how you want to be for the rest of your life?!
Unless I decided to make some changes, I would likely remain a wall flower.

Soon after my little talk I was employed by the ski resort as a chair lift operator.

During my interview I was told that I was given the job

because of who my dad and his business partner were,

and that I would be hired on a trial basis.

I had to prove myself, speak to the tourists and be friendly, after all, 
it was the tourists that brought in the business for the ski area.

That was the turning point in my life,

and the shy, quiet Debbie never stood as a wall flower again.

Making conversation was... well... I could talk to a stump if I had too.

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While I have nothing to show you here in this post sweet friends,

 I do have  some happenings to tell you all about.

Remember a year ago July 2nd mom had a massive heart attack,

then Urosepsis, followed by a fall in the Rehab Center due to the O.T.

leaving her wheel-chair unlocked causing a brain bleed,

followed by brain surgery.

After two "Flight for Life" helicopter rides, months in the hospital,

extensive rehab and tberapy mom has graduated.
After her visits with the Doctors this past week
mom will travel back to Arizona knowing all is good and well.

Mom had some mitro valve clips put in and they have secured themselves perfectly.

While mom will always have heart disease we stand in amazement 

over the short time it took for her to make strides.

She made it back to her home in Arizona last March,
has private help looking in on her, and is driving.

Yes, driving!!

God's grace and mercy, your faithful prayers and mom's determination

is why she is a walking miracle.

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This past week I landed on a bit of a ripple climbing my "sand dune".

I think it was the weepy ripple, I was warned it would pay me a visit.

At the drop of a hat, I was weepy.

While at one of my therapy sessions, my therapist asked "how was I sleeping?"

Tears began to roll down my cheeks as I shared that going to bed in the evening

was dark, dreary and depressing.

Hooking up to the ice machine, being surrounded by pillows, sleeping on my back

all played a factor in why I didn't look forward to my bed at night;

so my dear therapist told me it was time to change things up.

Now I ice only during the day, no more pillows except for one,

and I can sleep under the covers like a human being.

I was told to take a few days off from major exercising

as I was over doing it causing some bruising underneath the skin.

When my therapist told me I had fluid around my knee 

and that it could turn into scar tissue, I freaked out!

I have such a fear of NOT doing things right with my exercises,

but overkill can be just as harmful.

Lesson learned!

After four days of nothing but rest, ice and sleep, I'm back in the saddle again.
My precious therapist knows me very well, 
she has treated me with my three other minuscule knee surgeries and with my
vestibular/labyrinth balance issues, so I know she is looking after me well.

She continues to remind me that it is still quite early and take it slow.
Slow is a foreign word with me, but, I'm listening to my orders.

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Over these past weeks I have been greatly blessed by the love
that so many dear friends and family members have showered upon me.
There have been meals, cards, gifts, flowers, phone calls, 
encouraging text & e-mail messages, visits, drivers, errand runners and lots of hugs.
Thank You!!
I have had the joy of being treated like such a lady from my grandsons
who are becoming quite the gentleman.
This Gamma has been blessed beyond!
"Children's children are a crown to the aged,
and parents are the glory of their children."
~ Proverbs 17:6 ~

Life is sweet, even on those days when it seems like we may be going backwards,
and that sweetness comes straight from our Heavenly Father's heart. ❤

Joy!
~ Debbie ~