Saturday, April 20, 2013

Sad Days



                This week has been one of the saddest weeks that I can remember. On Tuesday, I lost a dear friend, and the world lost a wonderful woman. After 17 months of fighting, cancer finally won the battle against our sweet Ina. We all knew it was coming, although that really doesn’t make it any easier.

 But as sad as it is, I think we all feel a sense of relief.

The hurt is over.

All the pain, struggle, worry, and false hope. There won’t be anymore. We won’t all have to wonder if a new kind of chemo will work, and we won’t have to be disappointed when it doesn’t. There won’t be any more bad news. 

She was ready to go. And it is comforting to know that she is finally at peace.

I worked with Ina for only seven months, but in that time she taught me a lot. Her positive attitude and upbeat spirit always amazed me. She knew she did not have much time left, yet she never let her fear show.

She was a woman who loved her job. As the president of our company put it yesterday at Ina’s “Celebration of Life Gathering,” it was the job she was made to do. She came in every morning at 6:30 to make coffee and be sure everything was neat and tidy and ready for the day, even though the office didn’t open until 8:00. And she never wanted to take a vacation. There was no place she would rather be. It is inspirational to know someone who absolutely loves what she does for a living. I hope that one day I might find a career which brings me as much joy as Ina’s brought her for 32 years.

                If anything, I have definitely learned to cherish my days here on Earth. Cancer is a horrible and tragic disease. It doesn’t always matter how healthy you are. It doesn’t matter if you’re black or white, short or tall, fat or skinny. It doesn’t matter how good of a person you were. It just shows up one day and flips your whole world upside down. And a lot of times, there’s nothing you can do about it.

                But maybe it is true that everything happens for a reason. And Ina’s life, though brief, was beautiful. She touched a lot of people and put smiles on the faces of so many. I know everyone at work is going to miss her so very much. I remember how she told my boss “You’ve gotta hire this one,” on the day of my interview, or how she greeted me every morning with a “Hey friend!” or how she liked to talk about all the good food she loved to eat. Or her bright blue nail polish. 

One of the many things I loved about Ina was that she was so easy to talk to. I felt like I could tell her anything, and she would really listen, and truly care. And when she talked, you wanted to listen. Even when she was telling of troubles in her life, she did so in a way that didn’t make you feel sorry for her, but instead made you admire her strength to knock down anything that stood in her way. So she could ultimately find her happiness.

And I think she found it. She found it in her work, in her friendships, and in her family. Oh, she loved her family. Her husband, John, made her so happy, and she loved her children and grandchildren so much. And you can’t forget her dog, Mr. Bailey. Ina was so full of love for everyone around her, just as everyone else was for her.    

I may not have known her for very long, but I feel so blessed to have had the time with her that I did.

                She was just such a loving and caring person. And I know everyone only has nice things to say about someone after they die, but I truly never had a bad word to say about her when she was alive, either. She was just an all-around wonderful person. And it isn’t fair for her to be taken away from us so soon. But I guess God wanted her up there with him. And as much as I know she would love to be at work right now, I know she is going to have a great time up there. Maybe God will give her a seat at the front desk of Heaven and little sign that says “Director of First Impressions” and she will welcome everyone with her sweet smile. 

I am so thankful that there finally will be no more suffering. 

She is flying with the angels.

Friday, April 5, 2013

Director of First Impressions

Why the fuck does cancer exist?
I mean, what is the point?
And why is it that I have to meet and befriend one of the sweetest people I've ever known, only to find out that she is dying of lung cancer?
Cancer is bullshit, man.
I don't really know what to say, but I know she is ready to go. But I'm not ready to say goodbye. None of us are. I've only known her for six months. Some of the people I work with have been good friends with her for 30+ years. We are not ready to let her go.
I swear I just keep thinking I'm gonna walk in the door to the office one day and she'll be sitting there, just like she always is. And she'll say "Hey, friend!" Just like she always does.
And how is it that people can be so strong?
How is it that someone who knows they are so close to death can be so positive?
I've never seen her sad. I've never heard her complain or fret or want anyone to feel sorry for her.
She has been so strong.
It is amazing. I admire her strength and faith more than anything, because these are precisely the two things I would have the very least of in her situation.
No, I haven't known her long, but I love her and I'm glad Oliver had the chance to meet her and I really hope that God lets us keep her at least a little bit longer.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Easter Weekend and Spring Photos

Easter weekend really wasn't much to speak of. On Sunday, Oliver and I dyed a few eggs with Natalie and then we went to my mom's for dinner. (I'm still eating leftover ham...)

Saturday, we went to Portrait Innovations and had some Spring pictures taken of Oliver. When we arrived to the studio, he was knocked out. We had to wake him up to take pictures, so he looks half asleep in the first few pictures. After that, we couldn't get him to sit still. But I still think they turned out pretty good.

Oliver is getting to be so funny. If you tell him he's cute (which I do, a lot) he says "I knooooow." (Emily taught him that.) He is also starting to tell people he's cute. (In case they couldn't tell :P)
He is also getting sweeter by the day. He says "I love you" now, which makes me melt. He also gives the BEST kisses.

I kind of wish we'd done an easter egg hunt or something, but I still think he is a little young to enjoy it. I (sometimes) can't wait for him to be old enough to enjoy things like that, and opening gifts on Christmas morning, etc.

Anyway, here's some of his Spring pictures!












Tuesday, March 26, 2013

On Diabetes

In January of 2011, I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. My diagnosis came after being very sick for almost two months, just hoping it would go away.
I was living on the third floor at the time, and I could barely make it up the stairs. I kept going to school and work every day, even though I felt terrible, but I had to have water with me at all times because my mouth was so dry that if I wasn't constantly drinking I would gag or get sick.
I can remember lying on the couch on New Year's Eve under a blanket with a trash can next to me, while Fernando and his friends celebrated and welcomed the new year.
If I had to use the restroom, Fernando had to help me walk the 15 feet from the couch to the bathroom. Even with his help, I would be out of breath by the time I reached the door. I even had to shower sitting down because I didn't have the strength to stand up.
In the two weeks prior to being diagnosed, I lost about 20 pounds (of muscle).
Fernando kept telling me I needed to see a doctor, but I kept saying No, I've just got a little bug, it'll go away soon.
But it didn't go away.
One Sunday, I woke up feeling worse than ever. I forced myself to get out of bed and go to work, anyway. (I had never called in before and didn't want to start.)
I could barely hold myself up as I tried to prepare the food at work. My vision blurred as I tried to read the tickets. All of a sudden, I burst into tears. My manager noticed and asked if I was alright. I told him I didn't think so. He took over making the food and told me to go sit in the back. I finally ended up calling my boss and going home. That's when I decided it was time to see a doctor.
The next morning, my mom picked me up and took me to the doctor's office.
Once I was in the room, the nurse tested my blood sugar.
589.
At the time, I had no idea what that meant, but I knew it was serious when the nurse told me I needed to go immediately to the hospital.
My mom drove me to the hospital, where they registered me, gave me a bracelet, and wheeled me to a bed in the Intensive Care Unit.
The next few days are kind of a blur. Nurse after nurse, needles, IV's, hourly blood testing.
For the first few days, I wasn't allowed to eat or drink anything. I slept a lot and watched TV and never left the bed.
After 3 days in ICU, I got a real room. They began to give me carb-controlled meals and showed me how to give myself insulin injections. I met with an endocrinologist, a nutritionist, and a diabetes educator.
I had lots of visitors and received lots of cards and flowers. Everyone was so nice. But I kept thinking (and hoping) it was all a dream, and that I would soon wake up and be okay.
It took me a long time to come to terms with the fact that this is not going to go away.
I can manage my blood sugars and eat right and take care of myself, but I will always have diabetes. I will always have to see a doctor ever few months, test my blood sugar regularly, and take insulin injections four times a day.
Since my diagnosis, I have had to make some major changes in my life. I had to cut out regular sodas and sugary and carb-filled snacks (not completely, but for the most part).  I still don't eat as healthy as I should, which is something I really need to work on.
Having diabetes has changed my life, but I am not letting it ruin my life. There are times when it gets tough, when I feel my blood sugar drop and I start sweating and my hands are shaking and Oliver is crying and I feel helpless. Or when I'm at the grocery store and I start getting hot and my vision blurs and I know I need to sit down and take some insulin.
And it's not always east to sneak an injection in my stomach when I'm out eating with friends.
Being someone who has always been terribly afraid of needles, this hasn't been the easiest thing for me. In fact, it's probably the hardest thing I've ever had to deal with. And I still have a long way to go. But it gets easier every day.

Friday, March 22, 2013

Las Palmas

Tonight, Fernando, Oliver and I discovered a new little restaurant in Gulfport called Las Palmas. They serve all kinda of Latin food, from Mexican to Cuban to South American. I ordered the "Ropa Vieja,"which sort of reminded me of pot roast, but better. It also came with rice and beans and fried plantains on the side. The owners and servers were also extremely helpful and sweet. It was a great experience, and we will definitely be going back.


Wednesday, March 20, 2013

My Latest Endeavor

I had been thinking for a while about trying my hand at selling Mary Kay cosmetics, so when a coworker approached me last week and said she thought I should do it, I decided to go for it.
I ordered my starter kit and will (hopefully) get it today. So far, I have a few orders lined up, and I am very excited about the possibility of making a little extra money on the side, as well as selling products that I love. Wish me luck!

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Forever 21 Haul

I ordered a bunch of jewelry and a scarf from Forever 21 last week and I felt the need to show it off.

(Sorry for the crappy picture quality)

I LOVE Forever 21. They have the cutest stuff for such low prices (I got all of this for about $60 bucks). I won't say it's the best quality; I have to return the shimmering flower studs (left,middle) because they are missing a stone. But hey, for $3.80 I'm not gonna complain (that much).
I honestly think I'm addicted to buying earrings. I have so many and I always want to buy more. 
I'm also always on the lookout for cute bracelets to hide my tattoos at work.

But anyway, another weekend has come to an end. Tomorrow is Monday, and I have a feeling I'm going to have another busy week. Hopefully it will be better than last week (crosses fingers).