Recker BONBON Loves You

 

SUNDAY, JANUARY 30, 2011

Recker...BonBon ♥'s YOU

Haleigh took these darling pictures of Recker; I couldn't resist posting them; I, of course, think I have the cutest grandson on the face of the planet. He makes me smile every day, every time.

The Hardest Part of Recovery

 

WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 19, 2011

The Hardest Part Of Recovery

Recker, Recker, Recker, Oh how I love you, little man. I miss you so much, being the ONE who picks you up when you stretch out your cute little arms or hold you when you are sad and need a little lovin' from the last fall you took and bumped your head.   I want to run after you yelling, "I'm gonna get you." but I can't yet because it still hurts, bonbon has a boo-boo, and the doctor says I have to wait 6 weeks again to pick you up. I know you don't understand what is going on because you love bonbon, and I always hold, tickle, and play ball with you, but just a few more weeks and I will be able to do those things again, I promise.

POSTED BY bonbon AT 6:25 PM 

Dr. Peter Kreymerman Leaves For Fellowship

 

TUESDAY, JANUARY 11, 2011

Dr. Peter Kreymerman Leaves for Fellowship

Today I thought a lot about Dr. Peter Kreymerman and his family moving to Atlanta; there will be a massive storm there. I pray for success and happiness for him and his family during his fellowship.

 I'm home from the Mayo Hospital. However, I had to come home with a foley (cath). Seriously? that is nasty. Even though I won't be going anywhere other than my bedroom, I still don't like walking from the bedroom to the bathroom with a pee bag hanging from my pant leg, and then I have to empty it..... nice!!! Tomorrow I will see Dr. Magtibay, get the foley out, pray I can go to the bathroom on my own, and if all goes well, I will not have to go back and see him for 6 weeks. Tomorrow we get a miracle; I know we do.
I am still in pain, which is to be expected, but mentally my demons are gone. I know there will be days when I have to face him, but I've taught myself how to let go and let the Lord take it.

Still a little Out of it

 

MONDAY, JANUARY 10, 2011

Still a little Out of IT

This is what I wrote down as I waited at the Mayo Friday. My hands are shaking so bad, and my thoughts are with Trys; it's hard to believe we are both having surgery today-her in Rochester Mayo and in Scottsdale Mayo. Walking from the car through the Mayo hospital doors, I told Eric feels like I was walking the Green Mile. It's 9:30 am, check-in time. The sitting, anticipating, watching, waiting, and the pacing are terrible. I hate this part. I feel like I need to throw up. My stomach is sick, partly because of my nerves and somewhat because Mayo smells of sickness today! I'm in my most comfy jammies with my breast cancer blanket wrapped around me; Eric is rubbing my back and reassuring me...this waiting is terrible. I am going into the OR today with 3 wallet-size pictures, one of Eric and me in Paris, one of Recker, and the last of me letting balloons go to Heaven for Paige; this one reminds me to let go and then let the Lord do his stuff. They finally called my name over the loudspeaker to take me back for pre-op. They tell Eric he can come back in about 40 minutes before I go into the surgery.

I know the routine. It's always the same, only this time I am petrified. I'm shaking and in a fetal position. Dr. Magtibay comes in to see me and tells me it's all going to be okay. As soon as he left, I curled up under my blanket and cried like a baby, I could hear nurses coming into the room and scurrying around, but I didn't take my head out until one asked me if I was okay; I said "I'm fine"  then I wonder what is happening to Trys right now, is she alright? While going into the OR, the nurse told me she liked my blanket and that Recker was such a cute little boy; I was clinging to those pictures; they helped take my mind off what was about to happen. I got the best surprise ever....while I was waiting in the OR for them to put me out, Dr. Kreymerman came in to see me; he stayed until I went to sleep. He will never know what that meant to me, his face was the last one I saw, and his voice was the last I heard; thanks, PK, you really are the best doctor in the Universe. I will miss you the most; how many doctors leave their office and go to the hospital to see a patient get put to sleep for another doctor's surgery? All because he knew I was scared... I love Doctor Peter Kreymerman.
I woke up in recovery and was ready to go home; I just wanted to get out of there, not physically but mentally. I have this love/hate relationship with Mayo Hospital. I remember waking up and asking about Trystan; how is she? They had no idea who I was talking about. Where is my husband? Where is my uterus? The nurse said, "are you in pain?"  I responded 'very much so" "FROM ONE TO TEN, HOW WOULD YOU RATE YOUR PAIN?"  well, I'd say when it gets to the point that I want to kick you, then it's time; I hate pain meds, and will put them off as long as I can but....... it's time, right now, or I will start kicking and screaming. My post-op nurse was so lovely. She stayed with me until I went to my room on the 7th floor. Room 64. Never been to this room. I always come to the 7th floor, though.
Taking me from the OR bed to the regular room bed was difficult; I had to lift my weight, and I did well. They readjusted me a little, but I could see some blood. They quickly replaced that with a clean sheet. Thank you. I don't remember much about this night except my children came to visit, and Recker was all over the place. He laid his head on my shoulder a few times and gave me a little kiss.
If I stayed awake to enjoy them, I don't remember, I just remember waking up with Eric in a bed on the floor next to me, and right now, as I write this, I am dozing off....so I will write a bit more later

A New Year In the Dominican Republic

 

WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 5, 2011

A New Year In the Dominican Republic

Well, this week was good the work was kinda hard because it was New Year and the people here like to drink. On New Year's Eve and New Year's day, no one works, and no one wants to listen to us, but we tried. 

For New Year. We had fun. We had some other missionaries come to stay the night at our place. On  New Year's Eve, we ate with this family that we are teaching then we left and went to Villa Olga (my last area) but we were only there for a little and we met up with two other missionaries then we caught a taxi back to our house and just hung out at our house and went to bed really late but it was good it's weird thinking that I will be at my house the end of this year......The work here in this area is alright I am really trying to strengthen this area because when I got here, the only investigators we really had, were girls, so when I got here, I told my comp after 3 days that we need to find new people so we are

k. have been trying and focusing on families, we had to drop the girls we were teaching because they were not progressing and their intentions were not right. But now our church starts at 8, so the investigators didn't want to come this last Sunday cuz it's too early but, we are really hoping that they can wake up and get to church even though it's at 8.
Well, these next 8 months are going to fly by. I just hope that not too fast cuz,cuz I got a lot more to learn before I get home into the REAL WORLD, haha

con Amor
ElderBWilliams


I love you mom. I am so thankful for the great example you have been in my life, and I just wanted you to know that.
this was the part I liked the best from a talk I read by President Hinckley

Long ago, I worked for one of our railroads whose tracks threaded the passes through these western mountains. I frequently rode the trains. It was in the days when there were steam locomotives. Those great monsters of the rails were giant and fast and dangerous. I often wondered how the engineer dared the long journey through the night. Then I came to realize that it was not one long journey but rather a constant continuation of a short journey. The engine had a powerful headlight that brightened the way for a distance of 400 or 500 yards. The engineer saw only that distance, and that was enough because it was constantly before him all through the night into the dawn of the new day.

The Lord has spoken of this process. He said: "That which doth not edify is not of God, and is darkness.

"That which is of God is light, and he that receiveth light, and continueth in God, receiveth more light; and that light groweth brighter and brighter until the perfect day." 

And so it is with our eternal journey. We take one step at a time. In doing so, we reach toward the unknown, but faith lights the way. If we cultivate that faith, we shall never walk in darkness.

Maybe someday you can use this or share it with someone, I love you, mommy.

I love my missionary boy. 8 more months, he comes home THIS YEAR.

Dr. Magtibay is a Good Man/Mayo Moments

 

MONDAY, JANUARY 3, 2011

Dr. Paul Magtibay is a Good Man

Dr. Peter Kreymerman

Dr.Paul Magtibay

This morning just as I left my house and headed for the Mayo Clinic, my phone rang. To my surprise, it was Dr. Paul Magtibay. He was calling me to talk briefly about my surgery on Friday. I was so happy to hear from him; as I explained some of my fears, he listened with an intent heart. I knew he was listening with his ♥ I could feel it. I feel like I am the most blessed person to have such great doctors. 

As I drove home on the beeline highway, I noticed the mountains were the most beautiful I had ever seen, bright red and completely clear. Off behind that red mountain was another mountain topped with beautiful white snow. What a contrast,!! We live in a beautiful place where the Lord has blessed us with earthly beauty. I thought about Trystan and wished she was with me to take a picture; she is a very talented photographer.
Today at Mayo, there was the hustle and bustle. If you have never been to the Mayo Clinic on Shea Blvd., it is quite an experience. It's like a little city all of its own, and all the people who live there have common interests, but yet are all in their own little world. Does that make sense? 

This is what I experienced as I waited. I see an older gentleman asleep, his head bobbing, reminding me of someone trying to stay awake in church. Now my eyes and ears are tuned to this man who, from his obvious accent, is from New York or New Jersey. He is very loud, and everyone in the waiting area (which is enormous) now knows his entire medical history, and every complaint is aired for all to hear; however, he is very polite and extremely entertaining. 

I then saw an elderly woman stroking her husband's head very lovingly; I found it interesting because she stroked his head as if she were running her fingers through his hair, only...he was completely bald. She loves him, and I can tell they are in love by looking at each other.

Many people are texting, one man with his headphones on, rockin' out to the music, body movements and all. He is 'lovin' life right now. The best part is he is oblivious to the rest of us. Then over the loudspeaker, I hear "Reverend Larry Johnson" (I changed the name). Suddenly, the New York funny man stands up, throws his hands in the air, and says, "Don't look at me, but "God Bless, Rev. Johnson" it was so funny. Just then, this lady with an attitude walks by and looks right at me and said "this is a freakin' 3 ring circus" I just smiled then thought to myself "I love this 3 ring circus."

After my appointments at the Mayo on Shea, I had to head to the Mayo Specialty Building next to the hospital for the rest of my appointments. I stopped by to see Dr. Kreymerman and Heather. I got to see PK, but Heather was with a patient. Yes, I still love him. I know that was what you were thinking.

I now had an hour and a half before my next appointment, so I decided to go to the cafeteria and people watch.... funniest part of my day. There is so much going on around me; where do I start? I was talking on the phone to my dear friend Trys. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dr. Kreymerman walking by and talking on the phone with someone, probably his wifey. He didn't see me. Still, I notice a woman in a pink breast cancer sweatshirt just beyond him. I'm not sure why she caught my eye, but this is what happened...she stood up. 

She decided to take off her pink sweatshirt, and along with her sweatshirt off came her undershirt, and she was standing in the middle of the cafeteria in her bra. Seriously? Are you kidding me right now? I would have felt bad for her and tried to assist her, but she had no care in the world. The doctor sitting at the table next to her tapped her as if to say, "Uh, you're half-naked....in front of everyone" she looked at him and just shrugged her shoulders, took her time to put her undershirt on; no big deal. 

Now, she is a true Mayo Patient. She has probably been so exposed to doctors, nurses, and students that she just said, "To hell with it, who cares?" I know how that feels. Except with me, I just forget to put my bra back on after taking it off so many times.... haha.

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Our family likes to get together on Monday nights for dinner, games, singing, and a spiritual or life lesson. We call it FAMILY HOME EVENING. Tonight for FHE, I invited my friend Trystan to join us via. The phone. Trys is in Rochester, MN, right now, and I wanted her to be a part of our family tonight as we sang "Families Can Be Together Forever" Then, my son-in-law Brian gave a beautiful lesson about adversity. This is what he read from the scriptures. 

"My daughter, peace be unto thy soul; thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment; and then if thou endure it well, God shall exalt thee on high; thou shalt triumph over all thy foes. Thy friends stand by thee, and they shall hail thee again with warm hearts and friendly hands." 

There was not a dry eye in our little family room tonight. We sang "I am a Child of God," had a closing prayer, and talked to Trys. She was so happy to be a part of our FHE tonight. She reminded me that I am blessed to have my family all so close to me and be able to share such good memories together.

Tonight, as I go to bed, I am exhausted from a long day; I have a migraine starting, and my legs, hips, and cramps are horrific, but still, I am at peace and grateful for my family and my friends who help to lighten my load on days when I need it, days like today. I love you all so much.

2011 HAS ARRIVED

 

SATURDAY, JANUARY 1, 2011

2011 Has Arrived

It's New Year's Eve once again, and I am doing my favorite thing ever..... ready for it? Drum roll, please ..... laying in my big comfy bed next to my honey, and my little favorite man Recker, in my Jammies, eating Rumbi blackened Maui Maui, talking to Trys on the phone and getting ready to watch a movie "Coal Miners, Daughter."
The years are just flying by; I can now say that my son will be home this year. 2011 is sure to bring the Williams Family many blessings and much happiness. I pray that you and your loved ones will take advantage of making goals and changes in your life that will help your family to become closer to each other and to our Heavenly Father, who loves you so much.