Thank You
Lord Blog
2/9/18
While working out downstairs this morning
on our elliptical machine, I found myself crying. That is not unusual having just attending two
funerals this past week 1/31 and 2/2/18.
I was listening to a recording of the funeral on 2/2. As I waiting for the service to start, with
tears flowing I found myself praying and thanking the Lord for His many
blessings in my life lately. I am
writing about these blessings, since we tend to forget. I also write these blogs for my own family/
grandchildren, so when I am gone I will have left them a memory of their
Grandma Rene McQuinn.
I am going to start with blessings from
Dec.15, 2017. We left for Grand Island,
NE to spend our early Christmas with the grandkids, Julie and Sean, and
Angie. My family plus Pat is a major
blessing in my life that I thank the Lord for throughout my life. We had a great time, eating, opening
presents, hugging and snuggling. We left
that next day for our fourth winter in Rockport, TX at Wilderness Oaks RV Resort.
While reading this blog, just assume these are all blessings, as I ramble
on. We had good weather and a safe trip
traveling south. The campground was all cleaned up, and our site was ready for
us. On 8/25/17 hurricane Harvey hit
Rockport and destroyed the town and the Wilderness Oaks RV. The workers at the Wilderness worked very
hard in getting the camp ready for what we call Winter Texans. It was great to
be back for the winter and seeing many great friends. It was also a little sad to see the
destruction, but joy in the stories of the volunteers who came to help
rebuild.
We were able to attend a few events at the
campground like concerts, dinners, Christmas dinner and gift exchange, card
games, but not my favorite line dancing.
I love walking the park and its surroundings. Friends help walk me as they walk their dogs,
since Pat does not let me walk outside of the park. It is probably a good thing since I get lost
and step in front of cars that I can’t hear or see. The second week of Jan., I walked 38
miles. I had been reaching a daily goal
of 10,000 steps a day. On Monday, Jan 15
I woke up with a nosebleed that would not stop.
Pat later that evening took me in to the local ER room. They tried to stop the bleeding, but ended up
sending me to a Corpus Christi hospital by ambulance. I had passed out and
threw up due to loss of blood etc. I was
more worried about the dogs, so Pat had a friend take care of them and let them
out. At the hospital they were worried
about my blood pressure and heart rate.
I was taken in on a crash cart to do something that the nurse called, feeling
like you have been kicked in the chest by a horse. Pat wasn’t even allowed in
the room. Prayers were answered by my
many praying friends and family. Thank
you all for the many prayers. I threw up
a lot of blood, and then my heart rate went down. I was ok to be sent home. They had no room in the hospital, since it
was full of people with the flu. I got
back to the campground early in the morning, and while sleeping and still
bleeding my heart rate went up and passed out again. Pat called an ambulance and was taken back to
the same hospital in Corpus to a floor where they monitor your heart. I had a young doctor that was very good. He made sure I saw an ear, nose, and throat doctor
who then sent me to surgery to stop the bleeding after 3 days. Many blessings and prayers again since, I
made it through and the bleeding stopped. I had every heart test available and
everything was ok. No heart attack or
stroke. The next step was to see a heart
specialist on Mon. that I saw while in the hospital, after being released Sun
Jan. 21. A friend next door took care of
the dogs the week I was in the hospital. Pat called the Doctor’s office that
Mon. and they had not ordered the heart monitor that I would have had to wear
for the next three weeks and possibly get a pacemaker after the three
weeks. I did not want to be trapped for
three weeks in TX while my mother in law Louise was on her death bed with COPD
according to my sister in law. My dear
friend of 30 years Karen Malone was also near death for a very fast growing
cancer. I wanted to see them both and
say goodbye.
We told our campground friends goodbye and
see you next winter and on Facebook that Mon. afternoon. I was able to get a doctor appointment with
my Omaha doctor on Fri. before he left on vacation. Pat drove a few hours that Mon evening, and
then drove 17 hours to reach Omaha Tues evening. Arrived at home to snow, that the next door
neighbor had shoveled, but driveway was ice covered. The RV kept sliding down the driveway, so
that was solved but extra lumber stored in garage. We unloaded RV on Wed, so we could get it
back to storage and winterize it. Pat
informed me that we need a smaller RV because I take too many clothes, and too
many spices. I do like to cook and not
eat out while camping.
Thursday was our goodbye day. We got to spend time with Karen and Louise. Louise
was alert on Thurs. as we talked but not very alert on Fri. and died Sat. morning
1/27/18 while family was on their way to nursing home. Her daughter Marcia was able to be there with
her. Sat afternoon I got a message that
Karen wanted to say goodbye. I sat by
her bedside as she said goodbye to the majority of her 40+ grandchildren and
four children, and church friends. She
died early Sunday morning 1/28/18.
Louise’s funeral was Wed. morning.
Many church friends came to Louise’s funeral to support our grief as
they were going through their own grief.
We were able to see old friends, family, and relatives we rarely
see. After the service we all went to
Pizza Ranch. Angie spent the week in
Omaha and it was great spending time with her.
On Fri. 2/2/18 was Karen’s service.
It was a beautiful service full of pictures, eulogy by a long time
friend and gospel message by her husband. Because of the big crowd Karen’s
service was at a larger church Westside in Omaha. After
the grave site, we all went to our little church Millard Community (our church
home since 1975) for dinner, crying, and sharing. Our church looked really
nice. Karen loved snow and winter. The tables were decorated with Karen’s huge
snowman collection and fake snowflakes.
I am slowly getting my strength back
starting this week Monday. I try to work
out an hour a day. I am getting two
adjustments a week by a friend and doctor.
I see my doctor the end of Feb. to recheck my blood levels. He said I was low on iron. Things were caused
by blood lost, dehydration, blood pressure meds that were being overdosed, which
caused low blood pressure and passing out, my white coat syndrome, weak blood
vessels, and the super big one stress.
My heart rate only went up once this week due to stress. Blood pressure has been fine.
Sorry to go on about these medical
things. I remember that old saying that
when you get old you talk about your illnesses.
My point is blessings from the Lord.
I never did get the flu when the ER rooms were full of sick people. Thank you Lord for that. Too many people have the flu. I never got any infections that you hear
about while in hospital. Thank you Lord.
The one baby incision that they did to stop the sinus bleed healed up well
according to my Omaha doctor.
Pat wants to see the Yankees during Spring
training, so he is planning on making a trip to Florida in March. I will go along for the trip but not the ball
games. Life is short, and we need to
travel when we can. Then Easter weekend
we will spend time in Branson, and hopefully go to Silver Dollar City with the
grandkids. Praying friends and family
will be needed on this trip also, to make this a safe healthy trip. The last time I made the trip home from FL I
ended up in the ER on that trip. I will
end this with a prayer that is on my heart.
Lord bless those in our family as they deal with the loss of
Louise. Bless Karen’s many loved ones as
they struggle with their loss. We all
have our memories, and we all struggle with losses of loved ones. The only way we can make it is to believe
that Christ died for our sins, and rose again.
We will see those loved ones who believe when Christ meets us in eternal
life the dead first then the living.
John 3 :16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten
Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have eternal life.
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