Thursday, September 5, 2013
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Yes, it's the most wonderful time of the year again.
School has returned.
Six fun filled hours of teachers, paper-cutting and problem-solving for the kiddies.
And six hours of peace and quiet five times a week for me. Ahhh.
The first week will be sheer bliss for me before I start to feel bored, but by then dance, piano and gymnastics will have begun.
But on Tuesday the third you can bet you will find me lounging on the deck, tea in hand and not a care in the world.
Yes, Tuesday will truly be my first day of vacation.
Our summer looked like this:
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
So this was Kirstie Tancock around the time everyone was preparing for her palliative care room and she began picking songs for her funeral.
Shortly afterwards on Friday she and her hubby got the news: lungs were on the way. It was a miracle.
Saturday Kirstie was rolled down the hall to be prepped for her second double lung transplant.
And she is doing beautifully. Her journey is nothing short of amazing. And it makes me think twice about my life and those around me: life is too short to sweat the small stuff.
This was Kirstie today: off of oxygen and looking amazing. :)
Keep it up Kirstie!!
Here is the link to her husbands update of Kirstie while she was in surgery. http://kirstie-2ndchanceatlife.blogspot.com/2013/08/here-we-go-againstu-update.html?spref=tw
And here is the link to her current update of today: http://bit.ly/1cOjorP
Thursday, August 8, 2013
A few years ago I watched a program about a young girl who was marrying the love of her life. She was dying of Cystic Fibrosis, a disease from birth that results in the scarring of the lungs making them resemble Swiss cheese.
She was determined to marry her sweetheart and so she did. A few days later she was strapped to a machine that was keeping her alive. Miraculously she was granted a double transplant one day and since April of this year has been getting stronger and stronger.
Never willing to back down from a challenge, Kirstie teaches pole dancing and has started numerous projects for charity and other cf patients. Her beauty is only surpassed by her generosity. Try googling Kirstie Tancock and you will see what I mean.
Since April her body has been trying to reject her beautiful pink new lungs. She has been in hospital since then, and as of today has only a narrow window of hope for a second transplant as her antibodies are high .. 80% in fact, which makes her a bad candidate for transplant. The only other option is palliative care, and a few weeks of life.
You may wonder why I care, and the answer is I don't really know. It may be because I started watching and following Kirstie's blog a long time ago.. even before I started my own blog. Or it may be as simple as one human being hating to see another suffer. It also because to me Kirstie is the embodiment of strength. She has been through the absolute worst and brought back to life with these new lungs. How can someone so strong and determined be brought down again? She had such a small amount of time living her life as she always dreamed.
The answer is simple: because life isn't always fair, and disease doesn't discriminate.
Still, pray for Kirstie. Read her blog, and go back in her archives to the beginning so that you can see for yourself the amazing road to recovery she has travelled.
Kirstie we are sending prayers of strength and hope to you and your families.
Kirstie teaching Pole
Kirstie on Ecmo
Kirstie cycling for charity last yearhttp://kirstie-2ndchanceatlife.blogspot.ca/2013/08/can-relist-you.html?spref=fb&m=1
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Monday, July 8, 2013
So far the summer has started off like so many summers past: lake bound and full of long sunny days.
At the moment we have company staying for a few days and then we will head back to the lake for a few more. We have a wedding at the end of the month and then August is filled up with dance camp and swimming lessons, as well as a trip to the Big City before school starts for some clothes shopping and school supplies. Life is pretty swell.