As Promised

It has been too long since my last post.  Life continues to go on for Sis #1.  I visited with her this past weekend.  The previous week, May 5,  she had to be taken by ambulance to the hospice center in the hospital.  Fortunately, antibiotics fought back the life-threatening infection that was causing extreme fever and pain.  Sis was able to return home on May 10.  Sis #2 came from Oklahoma to visit for a short time with Sis #1 at her home.  Sis #3 lives in the area so she visits often and keeps us two that live 200 miles away apprised of Sis #1's condition.

Sis and I had time alone on Sunday, May 15.  We had that deep discussion about how we are feeling about the prognosis following the hospital time.  The timeline due to the probable recurring infection is maybe 4 more weeks.  Of course, no one knows for sure.  Sis #1 told me she puts on the best face possible for everyone.  When alone in the night she lets herself feel her emotions.  Some are extreme anger, others are deep sadness, and sometimes it is just sobbing and worrying about her kids, grandkids, and great-grandkids. 

The next day I had the opportunity to speak to my niece in private about the general plan for a service.  Sis #1 wishes to be cremated and her memorial at the Chambersville United Methodist Church.  Our Mom was on the cradle roll of that church.  All four of us sisters were baptized in that church.  The building was built the year after I was born.  The 75-year-old building is being renovated due to wind damage as well as the ravages of time.  Completion is expected this summer.

Enough of this talk.  Here is the promised Video of my son's and DIL's gift to their Aunt MakMak.

I did not edit this in any way.  That is Hubby at the beginning.  Mr. Stripper came as a policeman to be a set up pretending another oops 911 call from Sis #4's phone.  Sis #4, Hubby, and I were the only ones that knew what was happening.  Sis #1 had started defending Sis #4 and Mr. Fake policeman took her by the shoulders and made her sit in the chair.  Sisters 1 and 2 were clueless until music and clothing started.  Just listen to Sis #2 squeal like a little girl when she realizes what is happening.  

So there you have our March Sister Time in all its glory.  Mr. Stripper gave back $60 to Sis #4 and told her to buy Sis #1 flowers.  "She is the sweetest person I have ever danced for."  Once he left Sis #1 returned from a bathroom time and told us she had asked God for just one more dance.  None of us knew this.  So the two dances with Mr. Stripper were an answered prayer.  Now go get your hankies.

Y'all all take care.  Enjoy every day of your life and the lives of those around you.

Janice