AmilyFay

Apart from that unsightly black hole, I was carefree in the matters of what once was that ‘natural tattoo’. I had no ongoing thoughts or concerns about it whatsoever. Then again, if you know me, you can vouch that my personality does tend to be somewhat carefree [or maybe careless?!].  I really don't carry paranoia about much of anything.  The following day we loaded up our tribe for a voyage to scenic Nashville to enjoy the gourmet Cracker Barrel for Thanksgiving with our good, long-time friends, The Turners. [This very well could be a new tradition, by the way].  We enjoyed a [dare I use the word] fabulous time together and returned home to enjoy the official start of the Christmas season [woot, I adore Christmas].


That next night James and I were sitting down to a movie together. The kids were in bed and the house was quiet, we had brewed a pot of coffee and popped some homemade popcorn and were snuggled under a blanket together getting ready to enjoy an 'at-home date'. Just as we were pushing play, I received a phone call. James detected by my response on the phone that it was a serious matter. Our microwave had been broken for several weeks and he later divulged to me that the overwhelming fear going through his mind was that the repair company was informing me our most imperative kitchen device was either irreparable or equally as terrifying, that the restoration cost was exorbitant.

Thank You, Jesus, the microwave still works!

Whilst I, on the phone, was thinking nothing of the microwave. The call I had received was, of course, from the infamous Dr. Hudson. He let me know that he wanted to see me as soon as possible and expected that he would need to "do some more work" on me...[I know, right...what an interesting choice of words]. Dr. Hudson informed me that he had sent my skin lesion for a biopsy and the results were malignant and proved I had skin cancer. Dr. Hudsons voice was earnest and ironically good-natured: “Mrs. Bennett, I’m so sorry to tell you this, you have Melanoma.”


to be continued... [click to continue]


--side note: no matter what i do my fonts before/after the microwave photo will not match.  soooo frustrating.--


-cjb-

I initiated a blog a couple years ago and never devoted the time to it. Thus, it never developed into anything read worthy [as you can see below]. As of recent, some circumstances have unfolded in my life that make blogging seem more attractive, or at minimum, more necessary, to communicate the array of my thoughts and feelings on such episodes.

My perspectives have been altered, my thought processes have been challenged, my ego has been scotched, my desire to learn has been enlarged, above all, my God has been glorified; and my need for Him has been amplified... these are the musings of such developing events - may you be encouraged, energized and enlightened. Or at least be entertained!

Children are no small on-taking. Least of all, the expense of one. The average, uncomplicated, delivery is about $13,000. That's just to welcome baby into the world. To actually leave the hospital, you must prove you've adequately supplied the gear necessary to decorate such a child with coordinating carseat and burpcloth. A minimal cost of say, $2000. Stop by BabyCenter [one of my fave baby websites] to add up your own costs if you're expecting at http://www.babycenter.com/baby-cost-calculator. Interesting to play with, even if you aren’t expecting a new baby!

All that to say, when we have a baby, and thereby meet our [rather high] deductible we like to take advantage of the already spent funds by making good on any other healthcare visits we see fit. Our insurance pays 100% once our deductible is met so it’s a ‘great deal’.

With the birth of our third baby, Reeves Adler, I was in just such a position to make those appointments and had made arrangements to visit the dermatologist. I had not been to a dermatologist in over 15 years, and as the big three-oh [side note: I am pretty darn excited to turn 30] looms in 2011 I saw fit to get my ivory skin a check-up.

to be continued... [click to continue]

-cjb-