If you ever have had a brain MRI or know someone who has, you may relate to this true but embellished story. I thought I would share this story in the hope that at least, it might put a smile on your face today!
Note to reader, the truth is:
• Yes, I had a very uncomfortable brain MRI almost a year before my AD diagnosis
• Yes, I did get a horrible itch
• Yes, I did consider the history of itches as a distraction
• And heck, yeah I was determined not to have to take this MRI over again; ergo: the following really short, short-story which I outlined in my head during my merry-go-ride in the MRI
The Nightmare Itch in the MRI – Whoooahhaahaah ( Sept. 16, 2008)
This is a synopsis of my Brain-MRI experience today - - - (and yes contrary to popular belief, they did find a brain!)
The Brain MRI went good today until the last 10-15 minutes - - -
This is because I got the worst itch ever on the upper lip of my face! And this itch; which as the minutes ticked on actually felt more like it could potentially be a brain-sucking, bug-crawling monster insect creeping on my face closer and closer to my innocent yet very open inviting nostrils. Eeeek!! All this occurring while I alone lay there helplessly locked up in my MRI- ice hockey-mask-restraint. I couldn't move, scratch or swat it!!!
Helpless and alone, I decided to analyze itches as a distraction; and as my unselfish gift to mankind. So, I asked myself: "do itches go away quickly simply because we usually scratch them right away? - - Or, do they go away on their own!!??" I knew at once I had a choice, or more likely a calling. I could ignore this challenge before me or I could give the world of science an act of true selflessness; and break thru this unknown ground once and for all. This so, everyone everywhere would discover for themselves if itches truly do last forever when left unscratched!!! Whoooahhaahaah!
As I lay helplessly there in my former ice-hockey-mask now turned Hannibal Lecter’s mask-restraint, the mad angst of evil located in my carnal nature began to take over completely. I writhed in agony and wanted to scream and rip my restraints and strike out at all those who placed me in this tube of torture!
After combining several unsuccessful Swedish “humming while blowing” air techniques, the science experiment continued despairingly. But, just as I started to lose all hope, patience and what little was left of my mind that this monster MRI was supposed to be analyzing; I took one last stab at it and tried all sorts of facial contortions to release the itch. But alas, it too was of no avail. I even grew my tongue an inch and a half longer trying in vain to lick my upper lip and nostrils ( yuck!!)
And then behold a miracle!!!! It happened!!! The itch did indeed depart; and yes this was all on it's very own accord!!! Yahoo !!
Indeed, this was an anti-climatic ending; but when you consider the alternative, of not knowing the truth - - - you too can revel in the fact that America is now a much more safer and wiser place for future MRI inhabitants! And if I put some smiles on faces today, mine included well then: mission accomplished!
Many thanks out to everyone for all your prayers!
Don’t forget to breathe deeply, laugh loudly, & love God with all your heart!
Hugs, Patrice
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Love on a Napkin
9/5/2009
Sitting in Barnes and Nobles bookstore today I was gleaning helpful info from various books on Alzheimer’s with Tim beside me enjoying a good magazine. I knew I had a strong need to tell Tim about a prayer I prayed for him the night before. But the thought of verbalizing this out loud while looking into his face triggered all this love swelling up inside me with strong emotions taking over my throat and heart. All of which brought crocodile tears streaming down my cheeks with my nose now redder than Rudolf’s; despite all the watchful book-readers’ eyes circling around me in the store’s cafe area. I knew it was now or never to tell him before I might forget what I wanted to say. And with AD and short term memory in deficit, there isn’t always time to put off things. Besides, never is not an acceptable choice in my vocabulary.
You see plainly stated, it’s much easier for me to have the degree of faith to believe in miracles for the future; which you can’t see than it is for Tim. In no way am I saying I’m a better Christian. In some ways he's the much better and more fruitful in his life. It’s simply just easier for me because of going thru trials for 35 years with Christ and seeing God miraculously bring me through again and again. Mixing that with a lifetime of answered prayers; can’t help but bring one lots of “hope for the future”. And hope of course, grows strong faith for the unknown problems ahead that life will bring. Another reason for Tim’s struggle to easily believe in miracles I believe was because Tim was blessed with a more "Leave it to Beaver" childhood and life than I, prior to his inviting Christ into his heart some 16 years ago. Faith was harder for him at first, but then after salvation, followed those life's unavoidable trials; which grew faith in him, as well will this trial we are walking thru now.
Well, getting back to my public blubbering big tears next to Tim in the middle of the bookstore café. Tim leaned over to me and whispered his inevitable, humble question that I love him for that simply asks: "Did I do something wrong? ” Which of course, he didn't. I couldn’t stop the sobbing, but still strongly needed to tell Tim, so I asked him to get me a stack of napkins. When Tim came back I explained I was going to have to write a note to him down on a café napkin as I lost my note pad and writing was the only alternative way to verbalize this without disturbing all the cafe readers around us. So, I became oblivious to my audience, grabbed the pile of napkins to cry into and one to write upon and started writing.
Ergo: "Love on a Napkin"
Dear Tim:
I am still forever, believing Rock solid in Christ for a healing (a result of this unshakable peace and joy Jesus gave me from the moment I was given the AD diagnosis by the doctor; which is miraculous in it's self and impossible on my own accord.). I know you have many concerns for the future; which we know at present is like “looking darkly into a mirror” on this side of heaven. So as a backup battle plan for your wonderful sake, I prayed for you yesterday (and am confirming the prayer in writing on this napkin) that should I slip into a higher AD level temporarily before I am totally healed on this side of heaven; I asked my Abba Father (the literal meaning that I love is: “my Daddy God”) to never allow me to say anything AD-related that would be extremely inappropriate-ugly or hurtful, or painful to you; which you would never deserve in a million years.
I prayed also for God to equip you with His wisdom, protection and all the resources needed; but especially for you to remember the power in His Word and rely on His strength only (which comes from His Word, praying and holding onto His joy; which is still possible in the midst of the worst storm). I also prayed for God’s presence to always be with you, constantly showering you with His peace and joy from now till we both go home to heaven. And I pray now additionally for good faithful true friends and family to surround, love and help you always.
Yours is the first and only face I love to see each morning and night, even when we tick each other off :=) And if you remember it was your phone number on a napkin 17 years ago and Providence Who started all this love between us.
Let us remember always that Christ is the Creator of all love and miracles firsthand. And His Hand we have seen work in us and around us many times. This wonderful God Is the only Perfect Love there is. I know this because as much as we love each other, if Christ was absent from the center of this marriage, it would be so flawed and we both know we wouldn’t be together today. This Creator of love (Who is love) we both know is always true to His Word, “ready, able and desiring to answer” and we know this is true having both experienced and witnessed many answers together.
Let us continue to believe together that Jesus Christ is still able to perform what He has promised: a miracle in our lives in answer to love on a napkin that is engulfed with believing prayers of ours and many others known and unknown praying for us full of faith in Him.
Love, Patrice
Sitting in Barnes and Nobles bookstore today I was gleaning helpful info from various books on Alzheimer’s with Tim beside me enjoying a good magazine. I knew I had a strong need to tell Tim about a prayer I prayed for him the night before. But the thought of verbalizing this out loud while looking into his face triggered all this love swelling up inside me with strong emotions taking over my throat and heart. All of which brought crocodile tears streaming down my cheeks with my nose now redder than Rudolf’s; despite all the watchful book-readers’ eyes circling around me in the store’s cafe area. I knew it was now or never to tell him before I might forget what I wanted to say. And with AD and short term memory in deficit, there isn’t always time to put off things. Besides, never is not an acceptable choice in my vocabulary.
You see plainly stated, it’s much easier for me to have the degree of faith to believe in miracles for the future; which you can’t see than it is for Tim. In no way am I saying I’m a better Christian. In some ways he's the much better and more fruitful in his life. It’s simply just easier for me because of going thru trials for 35 years with Christ and seeing God miraculously bring me through again and again. Mixing that with a lifetime of answered prayers; can’t help but bring one lots of “hope for the future”. And hope of course, grows strong faith for the unknown problems ahead that life will bring. Another reason for Tim’s struggle to easily believe in miracles I believe was because Tim was blessed with a more "Leave it to Beaver" childhood and life than I, prior to his inviting Christ into his heart some 16 years ago. Faith was harder for him at first, but then after salvation, followed those life's unavoidable trials; which grew faith in him, as well will this trial we are walking thru now.
Well, getting back to my public blubbering big tears next to Tim in the middle of the bookstore café. Tim leaned over to me and whispered his inevitable, humble question that I love him for that simply asks: "Did I do something wrong? ” Which of course, he didn't. I couldn’t stop the sobbing, but still strongly needed to tell Tim, so I asked him to get me a stack of napkins. When Tim came back I explained I was going to have to write a note to him down on a café napkin as I lost my note pad and writing was the only alternative way to verbalize this without disturbing all the cafe readers around us. So, I became oblivious to my audience, grabbed the pile of napkins to cry into and one to write upon and started writing.
Ergo: "Love on a Napkin"
Dear Tim:
I am still forever, believing Rock solid in Christ for a healing (a result of this unshakable peace and joy Jesus gave me from the moment I was given the AD diagnosis by the doctor; which is miraculous in it's self and impossible on my own accord.). I know you have many concerns for the future; which we know at present is like “looking darkly into a mirror” on this side of heaven. So as a backup battle plan for your wonderful sake, I prayed for you yesterday (and am confirming the prayer in writing on this napkin) that should I slip into a higher AD level temporarily before I am totally healed on this side of heaven; I asked my Abba Father (the literal meaning that I love is: “my Daddy God”) to never allow me to say anything AD-related that would be extremely inappropriate-ugly or hurtful, or painful to you; which you would never deserve in a million years.
I prayed also for God to equip you with His wisdom, protection and all the resources needed; but especially for you to remember the power in His Word and rely on His strength only (which comes from His Word, praying and holding onto His joy; which is still possible in the midst of the worst storm). I also prayed for God’s presence to always be with you, constantly showering you with His peace and joy from now till we both go home to heaven. And I pray now additionally for good faithful true friends and family to surround, love and help you always.
Yours is the first and only face I love to see each morning and night, even when we tick each other off :=) And if you remember it was your phone number on a napkin 17 years ago and Providence Who started all this love between us.
Let us remember always that Christ is the Creator of all love and miracles firsthand. And His Hand we have seen work in us and around us many times. This wonderful God Is the only Perfect Love there is. I know this because as much as we love each other, if Christ was absent from the center of this marriage, it would be so flawed and we both know we wouldn’t be together today. This Creator of love (Who is love) we both know is always true to His Word, “ready, able and desiring to answer” and we know this is true having both experienced and witnessed many answers together.
Let us continue to believe together that Jesus Christ is still able to perform what He has promised: a miracle in our lives in answer to love on a napkin that is engulfed with believing prayers of ours and many others known and unknown praying for us full of faith in Him.
Love, Patrice
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