I'm still alive! I survived the kidney stone incident and am now trying to survive having to stay home for a week or so to rest and recuperate. So far, so good. I finished a blanket I had started months ago:
Doesn't Dad look cute? Its a "crochetknit" stitch I learned out here. This one was for practice, but now Dad wants me to make him one in "Camo" colors!
I see the urologist who played laser tag with my innards sometime this week to see what the composition of the stone was. Then they will tell me what I can and can't eat for the rest of my life. I plan on following the diet to a "T" so I don't have to go through that kind of pain again. I might have to give up butter, and that's a quality of life issue, so I'll need lots of support!
Last week was a good week. We helped get the out-going missionaries to the airport again, and got to say goodbye to some we had worked closely with. Its pretty hard to see them go, but it seems the minute they get home they get on Facebook and like to friend people from the mission. We are keeping in touch with several of them that way. Here is the group that went home last week:
We met the new Elder that will be serving in the Saratoga Ward on Thursday when we took them out for pizza. He is from the Philippines and is very excited to be here. And he loves pizza! It was so funny, when we were talking to his companion at the transfer meeting Tuesday morning about the dinner, another set of Elders from our zone were listening. They said, "hey, we're free that night, too", so of course we invited them along. Then they couldn't come at the last minute, so later that night they called and said they were sorry, but they were available tomorrow night. We're glad they want to spend time with us (or maybe they just want a free meal!). Unfortunately, we had to cancel this time as I was in the hospital.
We'll let everyone know what the doc says this week. I'm trying to be a good girl and drink 4 quarts of water every day (ugh!) and rest. Dad is very protective of me, and won't let me lift a finger. Plus the ward has been very supportive, and Sis. Call wanted us to tell all of you that they are going to take good care of us. The RS Pres. asked what she could do, and or course Dad said nothing, so the next day she texted and said, "I'm bringing dinner, what works best, Sunday or Wednesday?" So she brought dinner last night. They have a Danish foreign exchange student living with them who didn't know what a Thanksgiving Dinner was, so they decided to cook one for her. They had to go to 5 grocery stores before they could find a turkey! But they did, and we got the leftovers Sunday. YUM! We have had dinner with this family (the Karrens, where Amy ate with us when she was here), 3 times now, and they have been the best 3 meals we have had out here. Bro. Karren helps cook, and between the two of them, they make a wonderful meal.
We have another meal scheduled for tonight, so don't worry about us. I just need to get the hole in my kidney healed, get rid of the stint or shunt or whatever it was they put in, and get back in the saddle!
We have been helping out at the San Jose Institute on Wednesday nights. They feed dinner to the young singles (about 100 people), and it's fun to be there. So we called to tell them we can't make it this week, and it turns out they have turned the water off in the building to fix some leaky and clogged pipes (hey, that's kind of like me right now!) so are just ordering pizza and don't need help.
It was good to communicate with all of you this week. We love you and miss you all. Hope you have time to blog as we love to see your comments.
