The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while. - Malcolm Fleschner, Arlington
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Tess had the ultrasound today and they found more suspect areas from
which they took three more biopsies. The doc seemed more cautious than
concerned. Hopefully they will have the results back for our
consultation on Wednesday. It tore my heart out watching them poke,
cut, and cause pain to Tess. But I know it's necessary and I want them
to be thorough. Thank you all so much for your prayers and support! We
couldn't make it through this without you.
We just got the results from the MRI back. They found some stuff in the
other breast that they want to to check with an ultrasound. The result
of this will determine if other biopsies are needed (more biopsies - YUCK!).
Tess and I have been a little discouraged by this news, but on the way home God laid this verse on my heart:
(2 Cor 12:9-10) But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you,
for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all
the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on
me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in
insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am
weak, then I am strong.
The whole way home I was praising God that I am utterly helpless and
weak (To be honest the drive didn't start out like that :)).
If you do not know yet my beautiful wife has been diagnosed with breast
cancer. We appreciate all your prayers and support. I will try to keep
updates coming as we navigate this season of life.
1st update: Yesterday she had an MRI to get a better pre-op bead on
what needs to be removed and to make sure nothing was missed during the
mammogram. Next we have a consultation with the doctor to discuss the
operation and post surgery strategy which includes 6 weeks of
radioactive laser.
It’s getting
much more fun. I’m regaining the
youthful agility I once had on a two-wheeler.
With this comes the temptation to take risks. It won’t be long before I am sporting some
roadrash.
The hills
aren’t so steep. It’s amazing the amount
of erosion that takes place in a few short weeks. I’m surprised the Rocky Mountains aren’t the
Rocky Plains by now. Oh well I’ll let
God worry about that. My first trip time
was 64 minutes. Today was a lightning
quick 49 minutes.
I received
my first middle-finger-of-fellowship today. I guess it was provoked by my palms-up-shoulder-shrug-what-gives
gesture. We were on a road with exactly
3 inches of shoulder (no exaggeration). I
was splitting the white line and the edge of the blacktop. The guy in the biggie-sized SUV couldn’t wait
another 4 seconds to let oncoming traffic by so he could maneuver around me
with a little room. Had I swerved just a
few inches I’d be missing an elbow right now. He didn’t even slow down. It
startled me to the point of me letting out a little *#@!
Well
today was the second time I rode my bike into work. I decided not to whine and moan sitting at
the gas pump, as I do absolutely nothing to change my life style.
For now,
my goal is to ride to work at least two days a week (22 miles round trip). No, I’m not turning into one of those
fanatical tree huggers who worship nature. However, Gen 1:28 does say:
God blessed them:
"Prosper!
Reproduce! Fill Earth! Take charge!
Be responsible for fish in the sea and
birds in the air,
for every living thing
that moves on the face of Earth."
There
now that I’m done spiritualizing it let me tell you the real reason. $4.06 at the pump today. That’s why. I’m done getting gazumped at the pump.
So I am trying to reduce the $$ strain on my wallet and do a little
cardio at the same time.
And
cardio it is. My first ‘test’ run ended
with me at the church facility calling my wife to come rescue me (note to
self: don’t do dead lifts at gym day before). This past Tuesday was my first official trip. It wasn’t too bad coming in. I had been doing some ‘training’ on the
stationary bike at the gym. Going back
home on Tuesday was the killer though (note to self: fill up water bottle and
eat something before trip).
I know
that it’s against the laws of physics but I was going uphill both ways. I was bonking so badly I had to walk the last
three blocks to my house. I was hurting
in places I haven’t thought about in years (note to self: reconsider dorky
looking biker shorts with padding on the ‘bum’ area).
“Wow
Scott it sounds like a lot of pain. Is it
worth it?”
You
betcha! Spite is a strong
motivator. Thumbing my nose at OPEC
feels wonderful. It’s empowering to tell
OPEC that I want to start “seeing other people”. Hopefully this leads to a complete break up.
We got back home today around 3:45pm. As we drove up everything looked in
order. This was only a façade on what
lie inside. As we entered the house a
pungent aroma slapped us in the face and sucked the oxygen out of our
lungs. Let me give you a short back-story
clip and give you one guess as to what happened…
The day before we left Penny, our hamster, wasn’t looking so
well...
Any guesses…?
This afternoon we buried Penny in the backyard and I mustered
all of my parental/pastoring/grief counseling skills and spent some quality
time with my girls. There’s a small part
of me that will actually miss that rodent Penny.
Thought from today: “Will
we see Penny in heaven?” I would argue
to the affirmative.
We visited Bear Country on Friday. It’s a drive-thru zoo where you can
observe animals that are native to South Dakota from the safety of your
car. I wasn't too impressed. The older I get the less captivated I am with
animals in captivity (yes – corning pun intended).
Friday afternoon we went to Beautiful Rushmore Cave. The name didn’t oversell it. It was truly beautiful and a tad
dangerous. There was a low hanging
mineral composite (rock) that stabbed into the air immediately overhead as people
made their way up a steel ladder. It was aptly named “Headache Rock”. We were all forced to take an oath to call it
by name if by chance we were to strike our head against it lest some other
profanities would slip out and scorch little ears accompanying the group.
Yes I hit (impaled, lacerated, flayed, bashed) my head. No I didn't keep my promise.
Not to worry moms my select profanities were muffled under
my breath.
Here are some pics:
Thought from Friday: The only person to hear my colorful vocabulary was God and he even
winced when my impaling on Headache Rock took place.
(The Wi-Fi went down at the hotel so I couldn't post until I
got back today)
Well like I said the rest of the trip was pretty
anticlimactic after the helicopter flight on Thursday. Friday we traveled Needles Highway through
Custer State Park. It was beautiful but
also packed full of people. It seems the
older I get the less tolerant of crowds I become. Here are some pics:
Thought from Thursday: God’s creation truly reflects his glory.
The rest of the trip is pretty much shot for me. We still haven’t been to Rushmore yet and I’m
like, “yeah, yeah…whatever…” It’s all downhill
from here. I’m 20 minutes into the movie
and I’ve seen all the good stuff. Everything will be anticlimactic after this morning.
This is what I got to do this morning:
It has been a dream since childhood to be a helicopter
pilot. I’ve had several failed attempts
at pursuing that path and for one reason or another it didn’t happen (I think I
know now but that’s a different show). Today I got to experience a helicopter flight from the inside for the
first time ever. It was incredible –
everything I had imagined and more!
It wasn’t planned and came as a complete surprise. It was as if my heavenly Father planned a surprise
gift for me. He and I have been talking
about it all day. What a cool dad I
have! And here’s the kicker. It went beyond just a cool experience, beyond
a dream realized, and became a special memory I get to share with people I love
the most.
Here are some more pics then I have to get ready for that
boring pyrotechnics show over one of America’s most impressive monuments ...
yawn . . . whatever.
Thought from today: Cool things in life are best experienced with people you love. Thank you family and thank you Dad!
After 6+ hours of driving we finally arrived in Custer, SD. Tomorrow is the big day at Mt. Rushmore to see the fireworks display. We will likely be joined by 30-50 thousand other people in the park. It should be interesting, and definitely a once-in-a-life-time event (not for lack of opportunity but willingness).
Highlights from today:
1881 Courthouse museum where we saw, among others things, Custer's rifle and flag,
a section of a tree that was here when the pilgrims landed, and a gun that was used to shoot a disrderly drunk at one of the town parades (he lived).
Not too many places accept credit cards - but they do accept personal checks (Hmmmm...).
Smores at the In-laws' campsite.
Thoughts from today: SD definitely attracts a 'certain' type of tourist - "An bee-ins dat ahm heer ah gess dat makes me wun a dem."