He Holds Me - from Julie

This picture doesn't nearly do it justice, but this area was my little euphoric taste of heaven (taken in N. Ireland)

Ang and I have discussed continuing on this blog together now that our experiences are separating ways, but I think we decided that I would try to still blog occasionally and as long as we specifiy who's writing in the blog that should lower some confusion (even though the blog itself will still show up on each of our feeds.) That's what I remember remembering anyway... but really it could have been anything since these meds are making me a little loopy. :/

So after a very long and tedious trip home, here I am in Saskatoon! Apparently business class was full, which I am not suprised about because that whole plane from HongKong to Vancouver was jam packed full. The benefits of my trip included waiting for wheelchair assistance at each destination while everyone rushed off the plane, then getting on my wheelchair and passing them all (we get special custom counters, no long lines. Uh huh, that's what I'm talking about!)

I also had an angel yesterday who went way out of her way to ensure that I got on the earlier flight to Calgary at 1500 from Vancouver so that I wasn't stuck alone in Vancouver for 12 hours. I told her too, that she was my answer to prayer. Her response? "Oh, it was nothing!"

Unfortunately I could not enjoy the airline food on this trip (usually it's one of my highlights) because I was just feeling so sick. I don't know if the change in altitude had anything to do with it or if it was the meds. The doctor had told me I could have up to 7 anticonvulsant meds prn daily. I took 2 1/2 because the seizures/convulsions were NOT slowing down and I wanted both my sleeping buddy AND myself to get some shut eye. Anyway, whether that was the back fire or not, I required frequent trips to the Water Closet, used a sick sack, and still have an additional sick sack stuffed somewhere in my jacket pocket.

I know there were MANY MANY people praying for me through this trip and thank you thank you thank you. I have been reminded that God's answers to our prayers aren't always what we may want them to be. Ya business class would have been awesome. Ya, a good night's sleep would have been stellar! But not once through the trip did I doubt the goodness of my God. My faith grows as His presence is with me. Through it all He truly did hold me! Thank You Lord Jesus! Thank you, dear friends, for your prayers.

I'm lying in bed at about 6:00 the morning of the 9th of March. We have our family doctor's appointment this morning at 11:00, I'm praying she'll forward me on to a neurologist from there and soon. The myoclonic seizures have gotten worse over the last few days, and worse too when I'm standing. Sometimes I think my family is over-protective to help me walk but, yes the seizures are worse and a fall and bump to the head wouldn't really help matters at this point.

Let me just say it's a beautiful thing to be with family and have them care for me. I won't write as much from here on out (not sure you want to hear every detail of my medical adventure over the next weeks anyway) but I'll keep you up to date with the big news as it comes.

Ang I miss you dearly. Keep the good stories coming. Wish I could be there with you.

P.S. You can't imagine how wonderful it feels to be wearing clothes that I haven't laid eyes on for five months!