"As for me and my household, we will serve the LORD."
Joshua 24: 15

Hallelujah Night - Oct. 31st, 2008

Sorry these pictures are all out of order...for some reason Blogger isn't posting pictures in correct order so we'll just have to look at them all jumbled. We had a blast tonight at Hallelujah Night celebrating God's Awesome Power!!! Christlyn was an Angel, Ethan was a Cowboy, and Jadon was a ferocious Lion! Christlyn got a Hole in One (the first one of the night on that game).
Ethan and Conner...the two cowboys...dual it out with nerf swords.

Jadon and Aunt Jennifer take a drink break...it's hard work being that cute!

Ethan is helping clean up after the festivities!

Christlyn is ready to rock and roll for Jesus!

I tried taking pictures of her but she wouldn't stop singing..."Gloria, In Excelsis Deo".

Howdy Pardner!


What fun the evening was! Great Grandpa and Grandma even stopped by for a while to see us. Jadon had fun watching Great-Grandpa blow and spin the pinwheel.

October 31st, 2008

What a busy day we had today. As soon as we dropped the big kids off at school Mommy, Daddy, and Jadon headed to Daddy's store. Jadon got to trick or treat at the pharmacy and the front register while Mommy and Daddy worked resetting the Halloween section. He happily sat in the cart eating his candy and charming all the girls that work for Dorian. Once the work at the store was done we headed to Grandpa's house for a visit with Grandpa and the Great-Grandparents. Jadon and mommy switched hair do's at one point.

He even helped Daddy mow Grandpa's lawn...He's working hard can't you tell!

After a delicious lunch out with Great-Grandpa and Grandma, Mommy headed to Ethan's party at school. Ethan was so surprised and excited that I was able to be at his party. They played lots of games but his favorite part was painting his pumpkin with melted crayons.

The snacks were pretty good too!

Now off to get ready for the Church carnival tonight...!

Broc Jahnke Wanna Be - Oct. 31

What's the use of being bald on Halloween if you can't have a little fun with it? And fun I had!!! Eric Baker gave me the idea of dressing up as Broc Jahnke, our former youth pastor. I almost chickened out this afternoon but a phone call and a dare from my sister was all I needed to keep me going. A few coffee grounds, a Seahawks sweatshirt, glasses, and a 'Hello, My Name is...Broc Jahnke' nametag was all I needed to pull off the best costume of the night! Unfortunately the glasses I wore were way too strong so I had to keep pushing them down to the end of my nose so I could see...oh well.

Everyone got a huge kick out of the costume and people were lining up to have their pictures taken with "Broc". It was so much fun...it almost makes me sad I won't be able to do it again next year. Just kidding, I'll be so excited to have my hair back next year. One thing I found out tonight is that Broc is still just as loved by everyone today as he was when he was here.
We love you Broc!

Thank You Mom!

Just wanted to say a great big THANK YOU to Liz (Dorian's Mom). She spent the last 3 weeks taking care of me and the kids. Thanks so much mom for taking such good care of all of us. I know it couldn't have been easy switching gears from retirement to full time caregiver of three engergic kids, one sick daughter in law, and a very busy son...yet you made it seem so easy! We love you and miss you already!

October 24th

I know it's been a while since I've posted anything, and a lot has happened in the last few weeks. So I'll try to catch everyone up. It's been a rough couple of weeks for us here in Tulsa. I had a mastectomy, my dad had open heart surgery, the pathology report from my surgery wasn't the greatest (7 of the 24 lymphnodes removed were still cancerous), my arm is still in considerable pain from the lymphnodes that were removed and has very limited mobility, the kids having been sick, and my genetic test revealed a postive mutation of the BRCA2 gene (a gene linked to breast and ovarian cancer). My doctors recommended from the beginning that I have both breast and my ovaries removed...but now that the genetic tests are in, they are pushing even stronger for this. It's been an emotional roller coaster, and at times I've wanted to give up. But even with all the ups and downs of the past two weeks God keeps bringing me back to Him, drawing me in under the shelter of His wing, holding me when I cry and then showering me with peace, love, and grace to face each new day. Thankfully my Oncologist said I don't need to go through another round of Chemo! Which means those teeny tiny little sprouts of hair on my head are just the start of a beautiful new head of hair that I will hopefully be showing off by Christmas. But he does say I'll need 30 to 35 radiation treatments. I should start radiation the first or second week in November and am hoping to fit all the treatments in before the end of the year for insurances sake. I can't say 'Thank You' enough to all the people who have stood by us these last 4 months. Your love and prayers have sustained us through some of the roughest days of our lives. We thank God daily for you and pray that God blesses you for the blessing you've been to us. Just thought I'd add a picture of me and my sisters...just to show everyone that bald is beautiful!

Introducing the Future Dr. Berglind - October 10th

For the last few weeks Ethan has been telling me that he wants to be a doctor when he grows up. I think he's leaning towards being a thoracic surgeon because he always says the reason he wants to be a doctor is so he can listen to hearts. When he came up to visit mommy in the hospital Friday evening I asked the nurse if he could listen to my heart with her stethoscope. She was wonderful in explaining everything to him and helping him with them. The way Ethan's eyes beamed as he listened to my heart was priceless...I think he's hooked for sure now. He also listened to my tummy growl. He got a kick out of how noisy it was!!!

Surgery - Oct. 10th

My Triathlon continued yesterday with the second of my three treatment regimens for the Breast Cancer I've been battling...SURGERY! Chemo wasn't fun at all...but a mastectomy can be just plain terrifying. Yet in the midst of it all, God is still faithful and loving towards all He has made! Yesterday instead of being afraid I felt such peace and security in His arms. I woke up singing the words to a song I hear on the radio all the time; they were...'this is all part of His glorious design Hallelujah, Hallelujah...Holy, our God, You are worthy of all our praise'. The song brought such comfort to me, I couldn't help but sing praises to my King as I prepped for surgery. I don't know why I'm here, why I've walked this road, I may never know why...but I'm convinced it's part of his Glorious (yes...GLORIOUS) design for me to be right here, right now. He is big enough and good enough to be able to take this experience and use it for His good and His glory. That has been my prayer throughout...for God to be glorified through this! My family surrounded me yesterday with such love and support. Liz flew in from Bonneyville to help take care of the kids while I'm in the hospital and recouping at home. Kathryn came in from Wichita, and Mom, Dad, and Jennifer all took the day off work to sit with me before and after surgery. The surgery was in the afternoon so I was hungry most of the day...luckily visiting and goofing off with my sisters helped the time and the hunger pass by quickly.
I had to wear a very goofy hat into surgery which none of us could quite figure out. Since I don't have any hair was the hat really necessary? It's not like it was keeping my hair out of my face, or keeping it out of the surgery area, or even keeping it clean from surgery mess. But the nurses insisted I wear it so I donned the goofy hat with a grin...if I can pull off being balled I can pull off the goofy hat!

My surgeon was wonderful, as I was being put under she held my hand and prayed for me. I felt so safe and secure knowing that God was guiding her hands. Surgery went well, but I was in a lot of pain when I woke up. Last night was rough, and I don't remember too much of it because I was heavily drugged. But I did open my eyes every once in a while to add my two cents worth into the conversation between the party of people in my room (it was up to 8 at one point). And even drugged I had enough wits about me to tease the orderlies who wheeled me from recovery to my room...when we arrived at my room they asked me my name and birthdate...I of course made up a fake name and the look on those poor mens faces was worth it...we all had a good laugh! Today the pain has been minimal. I've taken a couple of pain pills here and there but am doing much better than yesterday. God is so faithful, and I have no doubt that he's been with me every step of the way. I can't help but praise Him!