Monday, September 1, 2014

Heat and Cold

Our little town's annual car show was this weekend.  My husband used to love this weekend, but me, not so much.  For one thing, the last weekend in August in Oklahoma is sweltering.  Plus, I am not into cars, they get me from point A to point B.  This weekend our friend Max came and got Dennis to go to the car show.  Dennis only lasted about an hour and the heat got him.  It's a bad deal when a quadraplegic gets overheated and I think he was right on the verge of getting there, but was smart enough to come home.  If there had been some wind it would have helped but of course, this is the one day in Oklahoma that the wind is not sweeping down the plain.  For a quad you can not be in extreme heat or extreme cold, so Dennis and I have a small window of time where we can comfortably do things outside and go places.  I used to take my vacation in July, now I take it toward the end of September. (Life changes, new normals)  But in the small time he was there he got to see a few people and he had a good time.  I, on the other hand, had an hour to myself and it took me 30 minutes to decide what to do.  #quadwifeproblems!  I didn't go to the car show this yea,r but I took some photos a couple of years ago.  There are some very pretty cars and motocycles that come from all around.

                                              I loved this one!!
My little town always makes me proud.  Much love, Cheri

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Eight years ago...............

Eight years ago today we left the care facility and went to our new home in Houston, Texas.  I had to say goodbye to my daughter and being a mom I felt like we were just abandoning her, but I didn’t have a choice.    My mom had said goodbye the night before, she couldn’t bear to watch us leave. The worst part for me was that now we were going someplace that we wouldn’t have visitors popping in on us anymore, we were alone and I never felt more alone than I did on that ride to the airplane and the airplane ride to Houston. The thought of living in Houston petrified me, but you dig deep and knowing that God was right beside me somehow helps you manage to plow through.  The plane ride was scary, very scary.  It was a 6 passenger plane with no co-pilot and they had to manually use an ambu bag to make Dennis breathe all the way there.  But nothing was scarier than walking into T.I.R.R., right in the heart of the medical district of Houston, Texas.  We met Dr. Donovan the head of the spinal unit and then went to the room.  It was to sterile, to cold and very old.  I kept thinking that it needed a rug, something to warm the place up.  I just wanted my mom and my dogs and I wanted my daughter,  but most of all I wanted my husband, my soul mate, my best friend, to wake up and tell me everything was going to be OK.  Unfortunately, you don’t always get what you want but, but somehow God gives you the strength to go on. It seems like this journey was a lifetime ago and yet sometimes I can hear a song or have a memory or a song that will take me right back there.  Although I am glad that is over and I never want to go through that again, God made me a much stronger person for it.  When you have nothing to cling to but Him, and He brings you through it, you come out stronger on the other side.

[ God’s Everlasting Love ] What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?

We went from this:
To this:

                                          There's no place like home.  Much love, Cheri 

Tuesday, July 29, 2014


We have been battling 4 pressure sores for almost 3 years.  It consists of the left and right elbow, right heel and left ankle.  Dennis had got very sick in late 2011 and he lost a lot of weight, and the aftermath of the weight loss is pressure sores.   Well,  praise the Lord,  after going to wound care for 2 1/2 years we are almost done.  Both elbows are clear  and the right heel is clear.  The only one left is the left ankle and it was the one the gave us the most trouble.  It was the one that got three infectious diseases in it at one time and he had to take 3 shots a day for twelve weeks.  We are so blessed that we made it through that time and now he is doing great.  He only has to go to wound care once a month to check on the ankle.  The downside of this is the "affordable care act".  Please don't leave comments how you love the affordable care act because they will fall on deaf ears.  We struggle because of this law and they did not think the shots were necessary.  His infections were classified as non-life threatening which is a lie.  Because of this coding medicines are not fully covered and hug presciption bills come our way.  Thanks OK, we have always been taken care of and will continue to be.  We cast our cares and trust in our God.   I have to remember to walk in love because sometimes when this bill comes up (among other things in this administration) I can get off the love walk fast! 

In other news, it has been hot!   105's
This picture isn't great because I took it through my window because I didn't want to scare him.  He was chillin in the birdbath.
Right now we have a bit of cooling spell waiting on some rain.  Much love, Cheri

Sunday, July 27, 2014


Just a few miles from where we live is Canton Lake.  I have posted many pictures of the lake and it holds a special place in my heart.  I met Dennis there one evening, and our family along with friends have made many memories there.  We camped there when I was growing up and we also camped there with my family, after we were married and had our daughter.  We have skiied or jet skiied every inch of that lake and our kids grew up there.  But also at Canton Lake is a place called Cantonment.  On one of Dennis and I's road trips we decided to explore.   Here is what I found online.
Cantonment, a Mennonite mission (General Conference Mennonite) among the Cheyenne Indians, located on the North Canada River, a few miles north of Canton, Oklahoma. The "Cantonment" once housed a division of cavalry, stationed here to guard the Cheyennes. On 2 October 1882 the empty buildings of the cantonment were turned over to the mission to be used as a school. In the mid-1950s the mission only consisted of a few government buildings, residences of officials, and two small mission buildings.

Government officials often came to Cantonment to look after the economic and physical welfare of the Indians, but because they had short terms they did not become personally acquainted with the Indians and did not understand their language. Therefore Indians came to the mission every day with all sorts of matters for advice and help. This practical help was always combined with spiritual aid. Since the Indian population drifted away from Cantonment the old church there was razed and its material used in 1926 to build a new church at Longdale, across the river
It is very interesting to me as my Great Grandmother Hart taught there and we would here stories growing up.   Much Love, Cheri

Sunday, July 6, 2014

4th of July

If you know me, you know that I am very extremely passionate about politics.  I believe in the constitution and what it stands for.  Before Dennis's accident we would always go to the lake with our friends and of course it was always windy!  When we got off the lake we would ride in to town and go watch the fireworks in our small community, sometimes sitting in the boat.  When Dennis had his accident he was in the hospital on July 4th and it was one of the worst most depressing days of my life.  I knew our life would never be be the same and going to the lake was over.  I knew my friends were there now, because life goes on.  As I was sitting there with Dennis, who was out of it, two of our friends came to sit with me that day.  They were a gift given to me from God and I will always be grateful to them.  So now, with SCI you learn to have new traditions and different normals. Now we go to our friends and have a 4th of July party.  The kids swim and we eat and visit and have a great time.  God is good.

                                                      Much love, Cheri

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Road Trip

I get very envious of people who get to live in the same town as their daughters.  It doesn't seem to happen a lot but I am very jealous of the people it does happen to.  Mine doesn't live far, but for Dennis and I, a road trip entails more than hopping in the car.  It takes planning and patience and we never get to stay very long enough.   So as a caregiver that is one of the most frustrating and
sometimes sad things for me.  Today, we decided to surprise our daughter and take her to lunch since she is working.  We had some items that we needed to take to her and we thought this would be the perfect day trip.  This is Dennis in front of the newly remodeled Student Union and yes, it is amazing, but, I am a sentimental girl and I want it to look like it did in the '70's.  I didn't recognize anything.  Where is the basement bowling alleys?  I should mention if you click on the pictures they do enlarge.

 So instead of the bowling alley in the basement they have banks and places to snack and very cool places to study and relax.
 The nice little teller asked if she could help me and I told her I would like to file a complaint.  By then Whitney had heard and saw me. 
Whitney was opening an account so we waited in the little lounge area and I took a picture of Dennis under a sign of something he always wanted to be!

They had a chick-fil-a upstairs so we grabbed lunch and ate outside where it was beautiful.

I was very impressed with how accessible the campus is now.  By this time I had smudged my camera lens!

We had a great road trip but it is always to short.   Much love, Cheri

Saturday, May 31, 2014

Small Towns

Today there was an auction a block from my house at the fairgrounds!

I love living in a small town and I frequently hear the liberal media call us "the fly over states", and I feel sorry for them because they will never know the gift of a close knit community.  One of the reasons i love the small town life is because no matter where you go it's a fun time.  Our town has a group of people called The Lion's Club and they do some great things around our town.  I feel very close to this group because my husband's father Larry is a "Lion". 
That is Larry and Dennis in deep discussion I'm sure about something very important and probably about lawn mowers.  When my husband had his accident they held a fund raiser for us and we will be forever grateful to them.  A lot of the people from this group along with friends and church family came to our house and built on and modified it.  So today they had an auction to raise some money for their scholarship program.  We got there early to look around.

Did I mention the homemade pies and donuts and coffee!

I got a lot of treasures! LOL

On a good note we bought a lawn mower for 25.00, on a bad note it was Larrys and he would have given it to us!  It's a donation for a good cause.  We also bought a big gardening cabinet for a great price.  Unfortunately I didn't get the electric car. 

I had a really good time visiting and bidding.  Small towns are great!  Much love, Cheri