Entertaining Airport Angels

(Continuation of yesterday's post from the airport)

We finally arrived at LAX last night, only four hours behind schedule. We were reflecting last night one our airport experience and how it could have turned out versus how it did. We were basically stuck there for almost six hours! We are not seasoned travelers so we were a bit out of our element.

Little did we know, it was just like God to have another plan for us. He sent the couple we met yesterday, Barb and Chip, who were on their way home after visiting her sister. Dana has no idea why she would have asked complete strangers to pray for her, but like I said a few posts ago, God brings comfort to us through our relationships with others.

We had lunch together, shared stories and pictures... it is just amazing how much fun we had for such a long time. we couldn't possibly imagine surviving that ordeal without them. There is no doubt in our mind it was a "God thing". We were entertaining angels but I think were were only unaware initially.

The last thing Barb said when we parted was the "God is with you, He is always with you and he ALWAYS cares about you!" Which we knew, but it is always good to hear from someone else! We serve such a great and awesome God that gets the glory for helping us through this. Dana just looked at me with tears and said "Hoo-hoo." Another Owl.

It is highly likely if you're reading this it is because I sent you the link, which means you are a person in her life that cares about her and we are greatly appreciative (whether we thank you enough or not!)

Dana is now getting her first MRI, so reality is hitting that this trip is really about brain surgery. Such a shame because the townhouse we are renting is absolutely wonderful it would make a great vacation. Perhaps we'll visit in the future just to relax and visit with Barb & Chip again.

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Go West, Young Woman

Well the trip has begun, and not without some initial travel-related hassles.

First the car that was supposed to take us to the airport didn't show up. We had to drive to mom's house (halfway) and catch a cab into ORD. Made our flight by mere minutes.

As I write we are in Minneapolis / St. Paul for our connection flight to LA. Upon arrival we learned our flight has been delayed 3 hours! Fortunately we met a nice elderly couple who was having trouble with the pay phone. I let them use my cell and the offered to pay us but Dana said, "no need to pay us, you can pray for us!" and proceeded to tell her story. We are now good friends and she is showing them pictures of the kids and birds.

You ask, why are we going to LA, I thought we were going to Pittsburgh? That depends on how much you knew about our story.

Which is a great seque into another historical background story. I will log in soon and add it then! Dontcha love cliffhangers?
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Second Glance

Hello again. This post falls under the "History" category.

As you may know Dana has been suffering from Peripheral Neuropathy in her legs and feet for almost 10 yrs. It's the sort of thing that many diabetes patients get but she was never diagnosed with that until a few years ago when she was taking medicine that spikes your blood sugar. Muscles twitch and tense for no apparent reason. Nerves in the feet go from icy cold to intense heat to nail-driving pain at random moments without warning or explanation. She tries a new "specialist" every few years but it's been no hope.

Last year she went to see a Neurologist in Geneva, Dr S, who boasted "the buck stops here, I will get to the bottom of this" proceeded to order an MRI to look for MS, which she's been tested for previously, and an excruciating nerve conduction study. He then essentially tossed all the data in the basement. He sort of said what the problem was but had no plan on how to fix it. Never bothered to call back for a follow-up even after multiple attempts on our part to try. The company that performed the MRI faxed us a copy of the report, which basically said nothing significant. No MS, again. I guess the buck continued without stopping...

A few days later we got another fax from the MRI company. Evidently the radiologist looked at the scans again and reported a small mass that could be a meningioma. I remember reading this over the phone to Dana and she told me to Google it, find out what it is and call her back.

"So....I have a brain tumor???" Certainly not what we were expecting. Thus begins the emotional devastation. Terror. Anxiety. Fear. Death? Why? This is so unfair. These are the time when we have to look hard to see God is at work in our lives. Our pastor James MacDonald was working through a series about trials as he was undergoing treatment for prostate cancer around the same time we got our news. It's hard to see us "coming forth as gold" at presently but when we do God gets the glory.

We still wonder...why did the radiologist take a second look? We may never know. Perhaps she was driving home and saw an owl in the road...

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I say "Hello!" to anyone who's listening

Good day and welcome to "Owl in the Road". This is our first venture into the world of blogging so please forgive us if we're doing this wrong (or if it's boring). The intent is to keep our families and friends updated on Dana's brain tumor, the surgery scheduled for later next week (May 28th), how her recovery is progressing, and a little bit of historical background along the way.

Undoubtedly you're wondering about the title and what it means. You may have heard of the movie The Bucket List where a couple of old guys make a list of things they want to do before they "kick the bucket". Sometime this winter Dana and I were pondering this and she prayed, "God, I'd really like to see a bald eagle." We were making plans to go to Dubuque in hope of a few sightings but first drove down to the Marina at Lake Galena, just a mile down the road from our house. As we turned the corner she opened the sunroof cover and said jokingly "Let's get an 'Eagle-Eye View'!" when at that very instant a bald eagle flew right over as we were looking! It took our breath away and she jumped out of the car chasing it through the snowy field trying to get a picture. Here it is:

The next day she pondered "I've never seen an owl." Late that night we were driving home from the West on Mt. Hope Rd near the cow farms and stopped because something was in the road. Best as we could tell at first, it was a small bird with the head of an owl and fumbling for the camera she exclaimed "there's a freakin' OWL in the road!!" over an over. Later we learned it was an Eastern Screech Owl. Of course it flew away before we could get a picture but the moment forever lives in Sherman bird-watching history.

We later decided to coin the term "Owl in the Road" for any event of significance, an epiphany moment, or a "sign" (not necessarily a crop circle like in Midnight Shama-lamma's movie).

As we go through this ordeal we try to look for God's healing hand upon our hearts. Sometimes He speaks to us and comforts us through our relationships with other people, sometimes it is through events that make us gasp and say "No one but God our Creator could have done that." Some call them "signs", some say they are "just coincidences." To us its an "Owl in the Road."

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Test 1-2-3 (cue feedback screech)

This is a sample of the work done on this machine.