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Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives #Family – #Kidney Transplant – A Good Match by Miriam Hurdle

I’m over at Sally Cronin’s blog today. She features my archive post about my brother’s kidney transplant. It was an unforgettable experience in our family. Please click the link below to read the story.

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Welcome back to Miriam Hurdle with the third of her posts from the archives and this week a life-saving operation is needed for her brother-in-law.

Kidney Transplant – A Good Match by Miriam Hurdle

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In the summer of 2008, my husband Lynton, my daughter Mercy, her boyfriend (now husband) Will, and I planned to attend my nephew’s wedding in Hong Kong. That was the year when China was hosting the 2008 Summer Olympics. The airfares going to Hong Kong from the U.S. were higher than usual because of the people traveled to Beijing through Hong Kong. After searching, I found a Bangkok tour from the U.S. via Hong Kong, and we could stay in Hong Kong at any length of time. It was a deal I couldn’t resist. I had never been to Bangkok, so this would be a bonus for our trip. All we had to do was adding…

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A Tribute to My Dad

Dad had a chance to come to U.S. visiting us two years before he passed away at the age of 86. My brother John and his wife Peggy accompanied him. John bought him a folding wheelchair to make it easier for transportation.

There were two things that Dad did consistently throughout his life. One was exercise. As early as I could remember, he got up in the morning, stretched for half an hour before he went to work. At age 84 when he came to U.S., he did the same. He got up while we were still in bed, and did his stretching for half an hour.

Another thing he did was reading newspapers. I started reading newspapers at fourth grade because my dad read newspapers. We traded sections of paper to read. I read all the sections in the newspapers, sometimes the news were horrible but I read them anyway.

As soon as my dad arrived at our home for his visit, he asked for Chinese Newspaper. Fortunately a Chinese community was twenty minutes’ drive away. I bought the current day plus some of a couple days old newspapers. That’s how the Chinese bookstore keeps them. Dad noticed the dates. I admired him for keeping up with current events at his age.

I would say that these two areas were some of Dad’s strengths and they definitely made a good impact in my life. I’m health conscious and keep up with my exercise. I also have become a life learner.

 

During Dad’s stay, we went to some local attraction such as Huntington Library. We also went on two bus tours. One took us to Grand Canyon, Arizona, and Las Vegas, Utah. Another one took us to San Francisco, Seven Miles in Monterey Bay, and Yosemite.

Dad had a great time. He expressed the interest to move to U.S. to stay with us had Mom passed away first because Mom had many major diseases. Upon his return to Hong Kong, Dad was so excited to talk to the neighbors about his visit.

Mom’s diabetes, heart problem, Alzheimer’s diseases were getting serious and required to be hospitalized. Dad went to the hospital twice a day to feed Mom with homemade meals. I wrote a post of how Dad took care of Mom. It went on for many months and took a toll on him. He had a stroke and had the right side of body paralyzed. He lost his speech, and only communicated in writing with his left hand. I went back to Hong Kong and visited him in the hospital. At that time, Mom was back to the retirement home. We made arrangement for Mom to be on wheelchair and visited Dad.

After eight months of struggling, Dad just wanted to go Home. His heart was failing. Before he passed away, my family and church friends were by his bedside, singing hymns, reading scriptures and praying. He then closed his eyes and followed the angel and went Home peacefully.DSCF0098

Dad, I love you very much. I’ll see you in a better place, someday very soon!

Gratitude Moments #7

April 29, 2009

My surgery was on March 12 and was discharged on March 19. The melanoma doctor, Dr. O’Day, said I could rest for six weeks before the next bio-chemotherapy. During these six weeks, I had to get strong physically and nutritionally. By this time, my vomiting had subsided. My appetite was increased. It was a good sign because I could eat as much as possible. I needed to gain at least six pounds in six weeks. With this mindset, I ate whenever my stomach allowed. I ate ice-cream every day. One friend teased me by saying that, “Go ahead and eat ice cream before you have to worry about weight gain!”

 Several of my neighbors had been our friends for twenty some years. They invited us over for dinners. One neighbor, Doris was especially hospitable, she invited us almost every weekend. Her son, Randy, my husband’s best friend, barbecued steaks. Doris said, “Miriam, eat. The meat will help to replenish your blood.” I did, I ate the biggest piece of steak on the platter. She was so pleased that I could eat. She told everybody included her dental hygiene patients that I ate the biggest piece of steak.

The chemo drugs burned all the cells in me, good and bad. I was down to skin and bone. Another issue was the burning that dried up my skin. I soaked in the hot bath for an hour each night. After the tough skins got soften a little bit, I scrubbed off the dead skin gently. After drying off, I put layers of lotion, and thick cream, and then lotion all over my body. The cream only served as sealing of my skin. As soon as the cream dried up, I felt itchy everywhere. It would take months down the road for the new skin to be the replacement of the dead skin. Soaking in the bath before bedtime helped me not to feel itchy at night. There were a few nights I could not get enough hot water for the bath, my husband boiled the water on the stove and carried pots of hot water to fill the bathtub. I could never forget about what he did for me!

As far as my body temperature, it was very difficult to describe. On one hand, I didn’t have enough blood to keep me warm, so I bundled up from head to toes in a warm spring time. Yet the drugs continue to burn and made my skin sensitive and hot. Bedtime was a drag for me. When I went to bed, I put a sheet between my legs so they would not have direct contact. With covers on, I would be too hot. Without covers on, I would be cold. So I just put a sheet over my upper body. I took medication to help me sleep, yet all the discomfort took three or four hours to be calmed down before I felt asleep. My husband kept very quiet when he got up in the morning. I had the mask on so the sunlight didn’t wake me up. It was about nine or ten o’clock when I woke up.

During this time, the world was thousands of miles away from me. The pain, discomfort, and weakness were ever present. This was also a time I felt the Lord was right next to me. I talked with Him all the time. I just said to him, “Please help me through this. I need to get well. I need to be well for my husband and my daughter.” His assurance gave me hope. His Word gave me strength and endurance to take a tiny step at a time. I knew I could make it.

Daily Prompt:  Replacement

Daily Prompt: Hospitality

All is Calm

Christmas tree in my neighborhood

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Silent Night
Holy Night
All is calm
All is bright
Round yon virgin
Mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

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The song “Silent Night” (German: Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht) was first performed on Christmas Eve 1818 at St Nicholas parish church in Oberndorf, a village in the Austrian Empire. A young priest, Father Joseph Mohr had already written the lyrics of the song “Stille Nacht” in 1816 at Mariapfarr.

The melody was composed by Franz Xaver Gruber, schoolmaster and organist in the nearby village of Arnsdorf. Before Christmas Eve, Mohr brought the words to Gruber and asked him to compose a melody and guitar accompaniment for the church service. Both performed the carol during the mass on the night of December 24.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silent_Night

Daily Prompt: Calm

Tuesday Photo Challenge – Christmas Lights

It was a miracle that my friend Teresa was able to decorate her house with cheerful collections and fabulous lighting. She hosted a Christmas party for twenty-five ladies last night.

Teresa has had irregular heart rates and severe vertical for eighteen months. The first twelve months, she was confined in bed most of the time. No medications could stop the dizziness. She had taken all the tests the doctors ordered, but no illness was identified.

During August this year, in one of her devotions, she read I King chapter 18 about Elijah praying for rain. Elijah kept praying until the servant saw the cloud as small as a man’s hand. The tiny cloud turned into heavy rain.

From that point on, Teresa, with the faith as small as a man’s hand, prayed for healing. She was feeling better by the days. Eventually she had energy to decorate the whole house for Christmas. When she shared that with the ladies, she almost choked up with tears.

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Merry Christmas!

Tuesday Photo Challenge – Lights