Corrine is ready to put on her dancing shoes in heaven. When paster Bill from Arvada Covanent came, She did a little jig in bed to practice, and suggests we do the same. We were laughing about 'the proper way to clap.' After demonstrating the wrong way for a lady to clap... hands cupped to produce a loud pop... and the correct way... one hand stays still while the fingers of the other hand hit you palm...Corrine piped in "We're a little judgemental, aren't we... these things don't matter." And we continue to laugh.
It feels good to laugh with Corrine. To know, even towards the end, Corrine has not changed from the woman she has always been. The woman, we were reminded today, who was social director of her career class when she was in her 20's. The mother who hosted birthday parties and played in sand boxes. The friend who invited everyone to BBQ's and decorated the church. Corrine is the same woman and she's preparing for the biggest celebration she's ever attended.
Corrine's time is getting closer. She asks for water, but goes to sleep before drinking. When Corrine does drink, nearly as much drips down her neck as goes down her throat. We are now prepared to use an all liquid medication regimend so she won't have to swallow.
Corrine needs a lot of help to reposition her body and is less able to communicate clearly what will make her comfortable. We just do the best we can to read her body language and resort to positions that have been good for her in the past. Termperature regulation is a bit tricky, rotating between kick the covers off hot, and fetal position, grabbing for blankets, cold.
We will continue to do our best and join Paster Bill in his prayer of thanks for Gods perfect timing.
-Angela
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Corrine,
ReplyDeleteThanks for the Pinkalicious book. We have read it 6 times in the last 24 hours. I have always appreciated your thoughtful gifts for the girls - things we will use and remember for many years to come. Camille prayed tonight for you and that "we would all be happy when we get to heaven together". The simplicity of their understanding is a reminder and comfort to me.
We love you and prayed for restful sleep for you tonight.
Love, Susanna
Corrine and family,
ReplyDeleteThank-you for sharing your hearts with your followers. They have helped us know better how to pray. When I read the comments of the last few days, I have remembered the times you, Corrine, and I have discussed trusting God. At times it is so very hard. This morning I was reminded of this song.
"Trust His Heart"
All things work for the good
Though sometimes we can't
See how they could
Struggles that break our hearts in two
Sometimes blind us to the truth
Our Father knows what's best for us
His ways are not our own
So when your pathway grows dim
And you just can't see him,
Remember He's still on the throne
Chorus:
God is too wise to be mistaken
God is too good to be unkind
So when you don't understand
When don't see his plan
When you can't trace his hand
Trust His Heart
He sees the master plan
He holds the future in his hand,
Don't live as those who have no hope,
While our hope is found in him.
We see the present clearly
But he sees the first and last
And like a tapestry He's weaving you and me,
To someday be just like him
(Chorus)
He alone is faithful and true
He alone knows what is best for you
(Chorus)
When you can't trace his hand
When you don't see his plan
When you don't understand
Trust His Heart
Love,
Ruth
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