Nelson’s cancer is sapping all his strength, and he’s trying to adjust to that new and unwelcome reality. Nevertheless, he writes of how much he has to be thankful for and tries to dwell on the positive.
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August 22, 2022
Made the offer on the house yesterday. Lots of God-stories in this one—from the way we found it by just seeing the “For Sale By Owner” sign when we were looking for a different house, to not having to work with a realtor, to the closing date we are looking at in January, to the unit we want with the old man living in it now but wanting to leave anyway.
Again, back to my gratitude list. First at the top is always Annso. She left a little note on the table here for me and cleaned up everything last night after I went to sleep at 9:15 pm. I’ve been so tired lately and get up about 5 am anyway.
The nights are long, waking up every 2 hours or so and even with a 2 hour nap in the afternoon, I’m still wiped out by 8:30 pm. It will be nice once this is over. Life is so different now like this. Fatigue, aches and pains, medicine going down the hatch like it’s going out of style, and so many limits.
I can hardly do anything like I used to. It’s like I was an all star player and have been put in the penalty box at the sidelines.
I’m thankful for Annso’s servant heart. I had no idea she was capable of so much. Having Will and this sickness brought out so much in her. She’s a powerhouse. She does so much, and having a little one does give you incentive to work, because your hours to get stuff done are limited, so you use them.
I’m thankful for Will and his good health. He could have problems like so many others we see, but he’s healthy as a horse. I’m thankful it seems like we are headed toward being homeowners and even landlords.
I’m thankful for all the health improvements lately. I’m thankful for the reduced swelling, for medication to make it happen, for Ralph and Astrid to help out with Will and everything else we need, for the Mayo Clinic that saved my life more than once so far, and for these morning quiet times I didn’t have time for back in Kona. I’m thankful for help from friends Mike and Judy helping to get us out of Kona and then clearing our place out after we’d gone.
I pray for a solution to my motorcycle out there in Kona and what to do with it. I’m thankful for the years I had it. I’m thankful for God’s mercy in keeping me alive through a couple really gnarly infections that probably would have killed me in Kona or Michigan.
I’m thankful for the good medical help I have and the insurance to pay for it. Thank you for working that out Lord. You are kind to me, even though it’s hard to understand why this happened to me.
I look at all these people walking around healthy everywhere and marvel at what it would be like to be able to run or do things like that again and not be so tired out. We went to this little church yesterday because one of the docs at the Clinic had invited me when I was in the hospital a few weeks back. I think it will be our church home.
Annso digs in on stuff, like things that are helpful for me. I tend to think I wouldn’t even go to church without her to push me toward it. I’m thankful for her beyond words. There are so many reasons.
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“Through love serve one another.” (Galatians 5:13)