Lazy Days

No school, no structure, just anarchy. Just this week, I hope. I am so amazed at my kiddos, how they are self-providing without me. I think they have me fooled. There weren't supposed to do it this well, it makes me feel like they are...um...growing up maybe? I've been in Paul's chair most of the day, yet my home is picked up, the children are dressed, belly's are full and every time I hold Elijah, he doesn't stink. Impressive.



I'd be on the home stretch if it wasn't for tomorrow. To be honest, I am anxious., "butterflies in my stomach every time I think of it" anxious. I am able to walk about 10 minutes out of each hour today only to be set back to square one tomorrow. Mondays procedure was painful, in spite of the pain prevention..it was painful. They did not paint that picture and I do not like those surprises. But then God reminds me gently He will supply all my needs and go a head of me, so I rest in that. His hands are the best one can rest in, yet I still find my anxious heart bubbling up. What a good thing it is to exercise trust!


The majority of Mondays procedure was pulling enlarged varicose veins from my legs and feet. As I've mentioned before I have dealt with worsening large ropey, painful veins since about my third or fourth pregnancy that no longer go away after delivery. I wear compression stockings everyday, this should fix that. Dr. Jones and his little team extracted several large veins from both legs then sent a laser from my ankle to my groin and lasered(burned and collapsed) the great saphonous vein, of which in me, was totally incompetent. My question was can I really live without it? They said, you already do live without it. So in a nutshell that is what they did. Tomorrow they are pulling the veins that snake down the back of my left leg. A pretty tender area.


Luckily for them, I am a simple person. I am somewhat distracted by their coffee. They make great coffee. They have one of those fancy coffee machines like Chessa has(yes, I covet), that sits arrogantly on an oak table, clearly a focal point of the room. It has a shiny silvery metal front with glossy black unscratched side panels. The buttons are lit with glowing blue lights and a spout that sends forth a blessed dark liquid into my disposable Dixie cup. Mmmmm...Yes. This coffee even tastes good from a Dixie cup. Then there is the creamer. The thick chocolate creamer. You pull back the foil top and a glob of fudgy chocolate plops into the hot black coffee. It is almost enough to get me back in that place.