I've been struggling with how to get and keep my home clean. Admittedly, have just been lazy for quite a while. I'm excited to join in on this challenge and hope others will too. I don't have too much company as I just have a messy home and wouldn't want folks to come over but this isn't how I want to live. I've been meeting new folks at church and would love to have some friends over for dinner, games, movie, crafting, etc.
So I am off to read my first part on the Kindle. Check it out... you may want to join too.
http://31daystoclean.com
My grandfather called me his Lizumlu and that is how I came to use this name in my title. Occasional words from me about my life as a Christian, wife, nurse and paper crafter.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Lung cancer kills
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Another day in real life cancer care. Three patients with lung cancer that is slowly taking the life they each have away. I wish my smoking friends would stop it. I pray young folks who are tempted to smoke won't do it. This was a tough day on many people and on those trying to care for them.
Now I am at home and trying to process how the day went. Do my patients and their families know we did everything we could do? Do they know how much we really care that our treatment did not work for them? Do they know that I care about them?
It was hard to kiss my dying patient as she left and know that precious woman probably won't be on this earth many more days. It was hard watching her daughter leave with her, crying as she pushed her out to take her home for hospice care.
Thankfully, the weekend (for me) is here and I'll try to rest and regenerate myself for another week caring for people with cancer.
Libby
Another day in real life cancer care. Three patients with lung cancer that is slowly taking the life they each have away. I wish my smoking friends would stop it. I pray young folks who are tempted to smoke won't do it. This was a tough day on many people and on those trying to care for them.
Now I am at home and trying to process how the day went. Do my patients and their families know we did everything we could do? Do they know how much we really care that our treatment did not work for them? Do they know that I care about them?
It was hard to kiss my dying patient as she left and know that precious woman probably won't be on this earth many more days. It was hard watching her daughter leave with her, crying as she pushed her out to take her home for hospice care.
Thankfully, the weekend (for me) is here and I'll try to rest and regenerate myself for another week caring for people with cancer.
Libby
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