Happy 11th Birthday, Dylan!

Dylan Kay Ivy, 11, born February 6, 2007

Eleven years ago today, one of the three most beautiful girls in the world was born. It was on this day my #1 granddaughter, Dylan Kay, came into this world to be greeted by Daddy Dave, and Mommy Anna.

What a beautiful and smart girl she is.

Grandpa Ivy is sending out tons of love and wishes for a great year as she celebrates on this her special day.

Dylan through the years:

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Bright Sight

The sun reflecting off the blanket of snow covering the Cornfield this first Monday in February provides a bright sight when looking out the door of Mark’s Den. It view belies the frigid air that awaits anyone stepping outside into the 5-degree air. Snow began Sunday off and on, then came down more so overnight.

Thought I often note that this winter weather is not a friend of people, who have respiratory concerns, I woke this morning to better breathing, less pain and more ease than I have experienced in a couple of weeks.

I even managed to sleep in to the late hour of 7 a.m. today!

I have done my daily Messages and Texts as well as my tweets. I easily, for me, retrieved my morning coffee. I easily, for me, let Chooey out for his constitutional. I have completed my early morning reads and getting caught up on the news of the day.

Difficult to wrap my head around the fact that my oldest granddaughter, Dylan, will be 11 tomorrow! Seems like only a few days ago, Dylan was born.

Where has the last decade gone?

Nurse Tabitha and Aide Bambi should be around today. The maintenance man for Stonebrook of Hymera has already been out and salting the walks.

Do not forget, I am still need your response to:

A Favor

Please, don’t let me down!

If you haven’t yet, please read:

Today’s Thought: The Mouth

Give me your thoughts and perspective. If you are going through loss or know someone who is or has, check out:

When Parents Cry

From my own perspective as I and my parents now transverse this difficult time.

That’s the way it is as the first week of the second month of 2018 begins.

And how is your February kicking off?

Guess who? To think Dyaln, my oldest granddaughter will turn 11 tomorrow! Love you, Dylan!!!!! 💖💌💝

Sunday Golden Text: Pray

And when thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites are: for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.

But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.

But when ye pray, use not vain repetitions, as the heathen do: for they think that they shall be heard for their much speaking.

Be not ye therefore like unto them: for your Father knoweth what things ye have need of, before ye ask him.

After this manner therefore pray ye: Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.

– Matthew 6:5-13

Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.

– James 5:16

Rejoice evermore.

Pray without ceasing.

In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.

– 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

Sleepies Raid

Brother Lynn and Step-Dad Jack entering the house Mom and Jack had rented on the east side of Lake Sullivan. This would have been in the mid 1980s.

The sleepies raided my system on Friday, attacking from 6 a.m. until about 2:15 a.m. Saturday. Yet through the raid, a lot happened on Friday while I was in and out of slumber.

Susie got my pay, bought groceries, picked up medicines, later with Dad in the evening checked on me. Leticia checked in on me around noon and even got me some fresh ice water. Aide Bambi came in, cleaned me up, shaved me, washed my hair, took care of Chooey, changed socks and shirt.

A lot happened as I was not fully functioning. Now here it is at 4:45 a.m. on Saturday. I am wide awake. I even took all my meds and did a couple of nebulizer treatments – another here in about an hour and a half.

Of course this just messes up my whole routine of monotony. In other words, this Saturday, I definitely need your prayers 🙏🙏🙏 to keep functioning as I should.

Need to try and get a Boost to up my strength. Need more ice water. Need coffee. Another few hours more medicine.

Complicating everything is the weather.

The mercury is currently reading 19 with wind chill of 11 degrees. Snow is in the forecast for later. Most will fall north of Interstate 70 which is about 20 miles north of me.

Weather is not my friend.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den as I attempt to recuperate from the scare earlier this week, which continues to elude my grasp.

And how is your weekend going?

The “kids” – his, hers, ours: Mark, Lynn with Leticia, Johnny, Phil and Lorena Christmas 1993

Slow to Recover

In better days, playing Euchre with the family

After Wednesday morning’s harrowing start, deprived of oxygen and power for looks like over five hours, I am on the path to recovery. That path has been and is long, winding and very slow to navigate.

When I think I am rebuilding my energy – splooosh! There it goes again.

Now mid afternoon on Thursday. My function is square on nil. I am somewhat better, but far from the most diminutive of where I was on Monday and Tuesday.

My Help At Home aide will be in for a couple of hours this evening. This will get me set for the night, get some cleanup completed and my supper, hot out of the microwave. 

Dave and Linda will be over later to keep me company for the night as I recuperate. Usually it is only Dave, who sometimes stays and sometimes gets me settled and set before returning home. Tonight it will be an overnight.

Had my quarterly review with Area 7 Council on Aging and Disability Wednesday. Seems I qualify for an Assistant to come help me on Saturday night when I have no professional help.

Going to see if I can get Help At Home to switch to Tuesday and Thursday instead of Sunday and Thursday. Dad and Susie say they can take care of Sunday since they come to town for church.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den as the mercury drops into the teens tonight.

And how is your Thursday going?

Cathie (Kev’s Mom) and I standing behind the newlyweds, Kev and Hailey in Austin, Texas