Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Praying Time

Katy has struggled with severe abdominal pain all day. Katy said she suspects the antibiotics are doing it. Today was her last day to take them and her sinus infection has cleared up. We are praying the intestinal issues will clear up on their own and, in the meantime, we are making her as comfortable as possible with the pain medication we have.

Truthfully, she is a bit discouraged. Paul and I are going to sit on her bed for awhile tonight and tell her funny stories we remember from our childhood. If you have one of your own, we would love to hear about it. Paul and I may even share one with you tomorrow.

“A happy heart makes the face cheerful, but heartache crushes the spirit.” -Proverbs 15:13

“All the days of the oppressed are wretched, but the cheerful heart has a continual feast.” -Proverbs 15:15

“A cheerful look brings joy to the heart, and good news gives health to the bones.” -Proverbs 15:30

“A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.” -Proverbs 17:22

  1. Danae Says:

    I meant to post this earlier, but I just wanted to say how much your post about Paul Burton and the lemmings made me laugh! It brought back all kinds of memories of my visits. Remember how we used to play school and Paul Burton was always the classroom pet?!? He would be whatever animal we wanted! In particular I remember a parrot and a hamster or some other kind of rodent!!

  2. Aleah Yunger Says:

    My closest childhood friend and I used to host our own radio show. We loved listening to the Top 40 songs of the week and we always had the radio on, so we decided to make our own! We would script segments about the weather (based on what it looked like outside) and write all about the news (based on our own healthy imaginations). Then we would record songs from the *real* radio and use them to make our radio show tapes! I still have the tapes stored somewhere to use as blackmail against Brittany someday ;)

  3. Doris Harriff Says:

    Katy, I have a story about myself & your granddad. If you have ever visited my website, you may have read it, because I already posted it there. I only remember very small bits and pieces of it, because I was only 2 or 3, and your granddad was 11 or 12. Aunt Mildred (Middy) was present at this incident, and she filled in a little bit of it for me. Anyway, Paul had built a dam on the little run that went through our property, and he was fishing in it. I was running around making a lot of noise, and chattering away (Middy says I was stomping around), and Paul kept threatening to “drownd” me if I didn’t be quiet, because I was scaring all the fish away. I didn’t remember clearly, so I have been thinking for years that he actually did duck me, but Middy says he accidentally knocked me into the water. He made Middy give me her panties, and he made Laurie (Leora) give me her dress “because I was little, and I was soaking wet” - Middy told me that bit. The other bit I remember was coming back to the house and telling our mother, “Mom, Paul drownded me!”

  4. Jennifer Blugerman Says:


    When Emma was 2 or 3 I remember driving one night after dark and observing her looking intensely out the window. I asked her if she was looking at all the things outside. She gave a heavy sigh and said, “I’m trying to, but the dark is in the way!” :-)


  5. Karen Tillman Says:

    Katy, I am so sry that you aren’t feeling quite so up to par. but, if your parents would like to do a bit of reading to you. You can check out 2 things on my blog. 1 the video of Holly, my daughter and I siniging our version of Lollipop, with a surprise guest and 2 The caption that reads “Flying the Friendly Skies?” It’s pretty interesting my thoughts on how people treat you when carrying your white cane. My blog address is www.myspace.com/karenshpskorner I hope you are soon feeling better, and up to doing more fun stuff. I would venture to say that the antibiotic may very well be the culprit! I have a hard time with strong ones myself.
    Take care and love always
    Karen Tillman

  6. Beth Sprankle Says:

    Funny stories…well, there was the time my dad took me, as a very little girl, and my 3 older brothers, on a summertime hike up a pretty big Pennsylvania “hill”….or maybe it was a small mountain. Anyhow, we gathered a light picnic lunch and ice water to be enjoyed at the very top of “the hill,” affectionately known at Devil’s Peak. Just the sound of that, “Devil’s Peak” made it seem like a dangerous adventure to a little girl, and I felt very important, going along with the guys!

    My brother, Paul, probably about 10 years old at the time, was in charge of the ice water. Little did we know, he planned a surprise for us…he put sugar in the water, as a treat…..LOTS of sugar. It was indeed a surprise, once we got to the very top of Devil’s Peak, hot, tired, and VERY thirsty from a couple of hours of hiking in summer heat…only to be presented with sickenly sweet sugar water for our refreshment!

    My brother’s surprise was not the treat he had hoped it would be, and it was a very long hike back home! Cold, clear water never tasted so good as it did that day, when we got home! The sweet part of this story is that it reminds me of my brother’s fun-loving, generous, happy nature, always seeking to be a blessing to others. We survived our sugar-water “treat”, but we never got over the joy of having him as a part of our family!

    Oh, and I learned 2 things that day….1) nothing refreshes like cool, clear water, and, 2) when you let 10-year-old boys pack your lunch for you, there may be some surprises involved!