What a weekend

It's been a couple of crazy weeks for the 1inamillion family that led to quite a weekend. Miss Britney had been very sick and Mr. 1inamillion was in rough shape too. Much of my time working in the basement was spent worrying about the man and dog above me for weeks. Neither one were eating, and Dane was beginning to say increasingly far-fetched things.


I took Brit to the vet for a second stay mid-week, and after no improvement we said goodbye on Friday. It was a painful but easy decision, God fed me so many assurances that day for which I am so grateful. She was such a blessing to me for the time we had her, even with all the trouble she may have caused. I don't think I will ever be able to put into words how grateful I am for her, it's good that the Lord can interpret our every sigh.


Saturday evening Mr. Oneinamillion insisted he had an apartment in Wichita, not shocking to hear after the many off the wall things he's said over the previous two weeks...but hurtful nonetheless. So with that, I brought him into the ER. His lab work has been good, I've been in control of his meds so I have known there was something more going on. The brain CT showed some swelling and that the cancer has metastasized to his brain. He was admitted and has been in the care of our favorite nursing team. They have him on steroids to reduce the swelling and I am waiting to meet with the oncologist to discuss the recommendation of radiation.


Sunday morning, the cutest puppy picture was posted on the Kansas Humane Society website. A four month old Boxer and English Springer Spaniel mix baby boy that I just knew had to join our pack. I have been missing a four legged personal trainer, so Lucy and I called to place a hold on him, then later after a visit to Daddy in the hospital, Gabe and I picked up our new pack member named Brody. I know I may be crazy to take on a puppy in the face of brain tumors, but God packs a lot of love and joy in puppies so I welcome the distraction. I spent much of the day doing laundry and packing kids for church camp. I wasn't at the hospital much. I really enjoyed a bit of relief having Dane in the care of nurses and finally knowing what was wrong.


Today things 1 & 2 will head off for a fun week at church camp and I am at the hospital with Mr.1inamillion, waiting for doctors. Not sure what our future holds, but I do know who holds it. I am not worried, but am giving thanks. God provides and promises a great future. Thank you, Lord, for fabulous nurses, for pets who give great comfort, puppies who give great joy, friends and family for all the prayer, love and support they provide and thank you, Lord, for interpreting every sigh when there are no words.