Cancer, Packing and Dreams

Recently my mom was diagnosed with Thyroid Cancer.  God was looking out for her by having  doctors find it on a routine chest x-ray after she had pneumonia last spring.  We are not really worried about the cancer as much as we are her kidney.  She had a kidney transplant almost 20 years ago and has been doing great ever since.  It is scary for a kidney transplant patient to go under any sort of surgery.  If her blood pressure spikes during that surgery is can cause huge damage to her one and only kidney.  (Please keep her in your prayers on December 3).

Anyways….the past month has been work, traveling to Roswell Cancer Center in Buffalo at least once a week and not feeling the best myself between my anemia and getting a cold I have been dragging ass all month.  I can’t even recollect the last time I touched my camera.  Photography has become my form of relaxation the last couple of years and I miss it.  Sunday we leave for vacation for a week and I am so excited.  Gary, Miss Allie and myself along with my parents, Miss Sarah and Zachary are off to Alabama for a week.  However; I think my subconscious is trying to tell me it is time to start packing…

The other night I have this dream that I show up at work in this little nightie (which I would never wear in real life).  I am so stressed I don’t even realize that this is how I am dressed until two of the guys on our road crew make a remark.  I then scream jump in my car and drive to my moms (because in my dream she lives very close to were I work) so that I can borrow some clothes.  I get there she doesn’t have anything for me to wear because she packed all her clothes for vacation.  She’s organized and ready to go.  I think I need to get packed before I show up at work in real life in my pajamas.

Lea

p.s. I have twice, yes Twice,  this month forgotten to finish doing my hair before going to work.  That is really sad when it only takes me about 5 minutes from start to finish.