Thursday, November 30, 2017

Thankful Thursday!

Oh, the things to be thankful for!  Today there are three:
  • I am ever thankful that I did not feel worse than I did when I drank the Listerine!  Sunday morning, obviously in less than a wakeful state, I was feeling thirsty while holding my bottle of Listerine, and yes, I guzzled it!  Seriously!  Then I realized what I had done.  Not a good choice!  Not at all.  I highly recommend Listerine for rinsing only, not for drinking.  And for those of you who are wondering, mine was alcohol free . . .
  • Without going into details, let's just say that I munched my car on Micah's birthday.  I brought it in to LaMettry's yesterday to have it repaired.  I signed my life away and walked out to my rental vehicle - a 2017 silver Chevy Cruz that still doesn't have plates on it!  Woah - THANKFUL!  Hilarious!  It has a push button starter.  I needed some definite instructions on how to make that car start!  You know what - as I drove it today, I was ever thankful that we do have car insurance and we can get my car fixed and God gave me an awesome rental that is way fun to drive!
  • Sam went out to his truck this morning only to discover that it had been ransacked.  I would say broken in to, but when you don't lock the doors, it can only be ransacked.  He was smiling as he told me about it - he lost $2.00 and some change.  But whoever did it left his Starbucks card (a gift from a student) which was worth far more than the money that was taken!  He's thankful for the Starbucks card.  I'm thankful that it was nothing worse.  When I called the police, I was at least the fourth caller from our neighborhood to say that we had had something stolen from our vehicle last night.  They had targeted our neighborhood.  Thankfully, Micah locks her doors every night.  
Now, have a blessed and thankful Thursday!

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Our 2017 Christmas Card

It all began back in February when I had a "Stampin' Up" party and we were laughing hysterically about the stamp set, "Hey Chick":


I mean, is this a family opp or what? - there's Matt with the hair up in the top left corner; Micah, our good egg, on the bottom right; Super Sam on the bottom left and Chicken Little (me!) on the top right.  It was meant to be!  I ordered what I needed and . . .

On May 12, when Sam had his hernia surgery, I began the cards.  I was hoping to get a good chunk (not chick!) done, but his surgery went TOO fast and I had just gotten the paper folded when I was called back.  You know the rest of the story - I spent that weekend taking care of Sam without a single card being made.

Fast forward to November (the next time I was able to work on the cards) - and I realized how absolutely tedious my card was going to be!  I sucked it up and began to color the four pieces that needed to be colored.  I'm not sure what was easier - the good egg or Chicken Little - but at 5:30 p.m. today, my cards are finished! 

I'd love to include a picture here of the finished product, but it's not happening.  If you want to see the card, you'll just have to send me one first . . . 
 

Friday, November 24, 2017

Today's post is reblogged from Nurse Deborah Mascia's blog, "A Journey of a Thousand Miles . . . "  I copied it for you because we truly have so much to be thankful for.  To His glory . . .

Prior to patients having surgery here on the Africa Mercy we have several conversations with them in which we discuss how the surgery will be done, how long the recovery will be and all the details that one needs to know before undergoing any type of surgery anywhere really. With all of our patients we talk about what their expected outcomes are. That we hope and pray for the best but that sometimes the surgery isn't successful. We try to prepare the patients and family members for both the good and bad outcomes. The recovery road is long and some times the patients expectations are not always met. Sometimes they are discouraged, upset and frustrated after their surgery. I guess people at home in hospitals experience the same things. The first round of chemotherapy doesn't work, the rehab or length of time in the nursing home is endless, or complications seem to keep arising.

I'll be honest friends the last few weeks have been challenging and hard. Dealing with difficult situations, false expectations and realizing that certain circumstances are out of my control. Wondering what is the best decision for the patient and how those decisions will effect their family, friends and job. This ship has highly trained nurses, surgeons and doctors. We have a fully functioning lab, radiology department with X-ray and CT scan, we have supplies similar to home, and clean, safe OR rooms. We see some of the most incredible recoveries, crooked legs becoming straight, eye sight being restored and futures becoming bright again. We almost get used to seeing miracles everyday and with that routine we forget that the extraordinary is happening everyday on this ship.

Lots of crooked legs becoming straight in this picture!
Extraordinary joy and hope being restored


Dignity, love and strength made new for these ladies!

I don't ever want to stop being in awe of the extraordinary but the reality is some days its hard and in the end, despite all of our resources, knowledge and technology sometimes the expectations are still not met. Which brings me back to reality. It reminds me that we are only human. That even though we work diligently with our hands, resources and knowledge it isn't always enough. 

But God. He is enough. He is more than enough to make up for our faults, failures, inadequacies and can make a way in situations that seem they have no way. He controls every circumstance. The ones that we think we have control over and the ones that we clearly don't have control of. He is enough for the false expectations, loss of hope and discouragement that the patients and even myself feel at times. When modern medicine and humans fail us He is enough. Abundantly more than enough. And that is what I cling to. That is what gives me strength. I don't have to bear all of the burdens. I don't have to have all the answers. I can turn them all over to a loving, kind, merciful God who loves these patients more than I ever could. My human love and compassion will never compare to His. And the more you experience God's love the more you realize how true that is.


“If you look at the world, you'll be distressed. 
If you look within, you'll be depressed. 
If you look at God you'll be at rest.”
 Corrie Ten Boom

I'm starting to plan for my return home, which includes booking flights, job searching and organizing things for my departure from the ship. Leaving this ship, these people and the patients is so bittersweet.  Pray for me as I begin to organize all of this and seek to enjoy and finish my time here in Cameroon well. I will do some traveling before coming home but will be back around the beginning of January.

Please continue to pray for our patients as they heal, for the country and government of Cameroon and for good health, strength and unity among all of the crew members.

Thankful Thursday!


I cannot tell you how thankful I am that my dad agreed to a non-traditional Thanksgiving dinner yesterday!  I made chili - he kept the leftovers; he made rye bread - he kept the leftovers; I made pumpkin pie - he kept the leftovers; he bought the cool whip - there were no leftovers.  It was so pleasant to NOT have to rush around and make a dozen different traditional dishes and then wash all the mountains of dishes by hand afterwards as he doesn't have a dishwasher.  We were all so relaxed . . .  and thankful!  And if it makes you feel better - I did use turkey burger in the chili!

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Hope On My Horizon Peter Woolston video. Mercy Ships philanthropy song. ...

Weekends!

I counted last night because I really wanted to know - of the first forty-six weekends in 2017, I worked thirty-four of them and two of them I was in Ukraine.  Which means the last six weekends of the year are all MINE!  

In order to prepare for six "Wonderful Weekends Without Work", today we ordered Micah's transcripts to be sent to the colleges of her choice, sent her ACT scores to those same colleges, finished FAFSA and discovered that I can't make my Christmas cards yet . . .

. . . because the replacement blades I got for my paper cutter don't fit.  I need to order the actual replacement blades from "Stampin' Up" which puts my cards on hold until those blades arrive.  Maybe I'll have to read a good book . . .   

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Woah!

I walked into my classroom at the Y this morning to drop off my stuff (water bottle, coat, mittens, etc.), turned on the light and my classroom was TOTALLY set up!



I didn't have to haul 20 some manikins down the hallway through wandering clients along with face masks, AED's, BVM's, text books, cleaning materials, first aid equipment and emergency oxygen equipment.

Baby, you know I did the dance of joy!  I was texting my boss and I had gotten as far as "It looks like Christmas in here . . ." when he walked in.  He got called at 5:50 a.m. this morning with sick staff and since he had to be at work anyway, he thought he'd surprise me!

Score a big one for Noah!

Thursday, November 16, 2017

Thankful Thursday!

Today I am ever thankful that I can be "STOOPID" and still be okay!

We did not teach swim lessons on Halloween so our Y lessons are a bit off.  This week was Week 2 for Tuesday lessons, but Week 3 for Thursday and Friday lessons.  If I had remembered that, everything would have been fine, but because it was Week 2 on Tuesday, I assumed today was Week 2, too.  

On Week 2 we give the parents "Parent Letters" (you have to wonder who thought up that original name!) and my Thursday ones were missing this morning, save one for each class.  Thinking maybe they got mixed up with a different day - and wondering why anyone would want to steal them!?! - I looked through Friday's papers and my parent letters were missing there, too, save one from each class.

Now I know I wrote one out for every child I had weeks ago and I went into a tizz!  I ran into the office and asked Noah, the boss man, to grab me the parent letters I needed for today.  He thought it was an odd request, but went with the flow.  

It wasn't until I handed out my very last parent letter to my very last parent today that she said, "Oh, I don't need one.  You gave me one last week."  And then it hit me and I felt ever so dumb!  Thankfully, I am a daughter of the Most High King and it's okay to make silly mistakes . . . I apologized to the boss man, too.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

The Hardest Thing . . .

. . . about working at the Y is that we are mandated reporters.  Today I spoke with Dakota County Child Protection, Hennepin County Child Protection and the Burnsville Police. 

Thursday, November 9, 2017

Thankful Thursday!

Ever since I started swimming at the Y, I've been swimming with Dean, currently age eighty-five.  And since I've been swimming with Dean, I've got the stories down pat:
  • "I'll swim over here with the guppies; you swim over there with the sharks."
  • "It's Valentine's Day.  After I swim, I'm going to get my wife a single red rose.  Just one.  And take her out for dinner."
  • "It's fishing opener.  I'll be out with the boys next week so I won't be swimming."
  • "I swam another hundred miles.  I'll get my (100-Mile Swim Club) t-shirt and a marker and put the right number down on that shirt."
Unfortunately, we found out late last year that Dean was TOTALLY deaf (not like we didn't already have a clue!); however, he was getting hearing aids that, of course, he could not wear in the pool so we still yelled with him.

Fortunately, he was the most crooked, kind, slow, friendly swimmer in the lap lane and no one really minded.  

So when Dean disappeared this fall, none of us (his lap buddies) knew where he was and all of us hoped he had not died.  The buzz was, "Have you seen Dean?" and no one had. 

I am thankful that Dean came swimming this morning.  It turns out that he got what he calls his "defibrillator" and had to stay out of the pool for five weeks.  Then he gave me the Dean punch line, "Yup, they said the battery was only good for fifteen years, so when it stops I'll be 100 and that's long enough." 

Dean, we're thankful you're back and you're well!  Hugs to you! 

 

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Happy 18th Birthday, Micah!

While we driving out to Crown on Monday morning, I was texting everyone we knew, asking them to text Micah on Tuesday in order to wish her a "Happy Birthday!"  She had no idea what I was doing!

She got home from school yesterday and said, "Mom, I kept getting texts at school all day yesterday wishing me a 'Happy Birthday!'"  Score one for Mom!

Her favorite text came from her "big brother" Ben Utecht who she bonded with in Ukraine this summer.  "Mom, Ben just sent me a text!"

Oddly enough, she wanted to go to Applebee's for dinner - never mind that she had spent eleven hours there this weekend working!  When her manager found out we were there for Micah's birthday, she gave her a free meal and her co-workers sang the Applebee's birthday song to their "apple buddy"! 


Tour de Colleges

Since it was the end of Micah's first quarter this past weekend, she had Monday and Friday off - time to look at colleges!

SOUTH CENTRAL COLLEGE
Friday afternoon found us at South Central College in North Mankato, looking into their culinary arts program.  Micah's greatest desire is to open her own peanut/tree nut free bakery.  We were both impressed with the program and the instructors; however, I'm positive that in an earlier life this college was actually an elementary school!

CROWN COLLEGE
Monday morning we went over the river and through the woods to Crown College.  Talk about warm, friendly, welcoming people!  It's a small school - around 500 students and we kept saying, "It feels like we're back on the ship!"  Well, other than we weren't floating on water, but the similarities were boundless - from the dining room to the snack area to the weight room to the dorm rooms - it really looked like we were back on the ship!  Why this college is my favorite choice is that they were WILLING TO WORK WITH US and Micah's peanut/tree nut allergies so that she could have a successful college experience.

NORTH CENTRAL UNIVERSITY
We took the definite scenic route from Crown to North Central, getting lost downtown numerous times!  We went through areas I haven't seen in years.  When we finally found the college and a spot to park, it turned out Administration really wanted us to park in a North Central parking lot (I was on the phone with them at the time) - easier said than done.  We finally found a spot to park in in our fourth lot!  At that point, I think we were both ready to turn around and head home, but we stuck it out and interestingly enough, North Central was one of Micah's favorite's.

So, we have no answers yet.  We'll continue to apply and get paper work in and maybe do some return visits . . . stay tuned!   

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Back at the Y . . .

You would think my first weekend off from Sand Creek in months, I would do something fun!  Nope.  Didn't exactly happen.  I not only taught CPR for the Professional Rescuer, First Aid, and Emergency Oxygen Administration this morning, I taught it to the Aquatics Senior Coordinator while training in the Aquatics Director!

Friends, it is good to laugh with friends!  We get up close and personal in these classes and really do form strong bonds.  Not only that, now we all know what to do when Jenny gets a pen stuck in her eye, Noah's arm falls off, Sarah drops 300 pounds on her chest, Malaika loses a tooth or Tish drops bleach in her eye!

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Thankful Thursday!

Today I am thankful for the "Lyle Heuer's" in my life . . . 

The first Lyle Heuer I usually call "Dad".  He used to be hard of hearing before my mom died.  Now he hears just fine.  We spent a little over an hour on the phone yesterday where I learned those fun "Dad" facts:
  • He had around twenty Trick or Treater's on Monday night.  The last ones to show up at his house were a son and his mom.  Dad said he gave both of them treats.  That's my dad!
  •  He said it's the church turkey dinner Saturday night and he's already been contacted to cut pies.  He's been cutting pies since the first dinner and loves it.  That's my dad!
  • He also said they were looking for volunteers to peel potatoes.  He figured if it didn't interfere with pie cutting, he had enough time to do both.  I love my dad!
The second Lyle Heuer is my son, Matthew "Lyle Heuer" Zupke, named after my dad.  Tuesday afternoon I told him he needed to go get a flu shot at Cub.  I was going to get groceries and I could sign him in.  Then I asked if he wanted to help me get groceries after his shot.  He said yes.  I said it was a BIG list.  He said yes.  He was an awesome help and I so appreciated him.
 
I love and am thankful for the "Lyle Heuer's" in my love.