Saturday, August 29, 2009

And they're off...

We leave today for San Francisco. I'll be admitted to the 11th floor of the medical center on Sunday. The super chemo treatment will probably happen on Monday. That treatment will be about 17 minutes of whammo!
I would like to maintain contact with you. You are welcome to call my cell phone, but the hospital asks that we not have long conversations on cell phones. I'll get my bedside phone number when I am admitted. My address is: Susan Harper, Patient; 11Long; 505 Parnassus Ave.; San Francisco, CA 94513.
I feel like I'm packing to head off to college or some other great adventure. On the other hand, I know it's not all going to be light hearted fun, so I do have some apprehensions and dread. I know I am in good hands.


Anonymous said...

Go with God - and our prayers to bear you when you can't stand or walk or do it yourself.


Karen Bowser said...

Dear Susan:

I am praying with you every step of the way.

Love, Karen

Anonymous said...

Holding you close with prayers for unwaivering strength and determination.

Kathy S

Anonymous said...

My prayers are with you. I really hope that you get better really soon! Hope to hear that you are on the mend and headed back to school really soon!

Miss K

Little Spouse in the Old House said...

It's Monday and I'm here in Kansas praying for you! Love, Janice

Anonymous said...

In your room upon your bed
Pillow tucked beneath your head
Weak and sore and ill and wan
Fits and starts of sleep at dawn.

High-dose therapy corrects
But leaves behind its side effects
Hour by hour and day by day
Pray and rest and eat and pray

Though it lingers a good while
Just a temporary trial.
Bend before this wind like grass
Hold and wait, this, too, shall pass.

Joie de vivre and husband’s love
Precious daughters, God above
Quilting, hiking, church and crafts
Family dinners, friends and laughs

Little children fill your room
Upturned faces in full bloom
Homework graded then turned in
Wisdom, love, and discipline.

Give yourself and change a life
Teacher, mother, daughter, wife.
Far too much still left undone.
You’ll do more once vic’try’s won

Healing is a growing thing
Like Winter yielding to Spring.
Hour by hour and day by day
Pray and rest and eat and pray.

Rosy cheeks and lustrous hair
Ospreys wheeling in the air.
You’ll sit by your mountain lake
Watch your husband’s troutline shake.

Stronger than ever before
There for those whom you adore
Knowing God is there above
Trusting in His grace and love

But first things first – next things next
Patience through these side effects.
Hour by hour and day by day
Pray and rest and eat and pray.

Know you’re loved and hold that fast
‘Til this present is the past.

Anonymous said...

Susan: I am in awe of your spirit....may grace be with you always.