Missing Clayton.......

He Only Took My Hand

Last night while I was trying to sleep,
My son’s voice I did hear,
I opened my eyes and looked around,
But he did not appear.

He said, “Mom, you’ve got to listen,
You’ve got to understand,
God didn’t take me away from you,
He only took my hand.

When I called out in pain that day,
The moment that I died,
He reached down and took my hand,
And pulled me to His side.

He pulled me up and saved me
From the misery and pain.
My body was hurt so badly,
I could never be the same.

My search is really over now,
I’ve found happiness within,
All the answers to my empty dreams
And all that might have been.

I love you mom and miss you so,
And I’ll always be nearby.
My body’s gone forever,
But my spirit will never die.

And so, you must all go on now,
And live, and understand…
God did not take me from you,
He only took my hand.”

~Author Unknown

Charles Clayton Howe ...... 12/11/83 -8/26/07

You are Always in our Hearts, Son.....we've cried a million tears since you left us six years ago.
LAMB.......

Quick Update....Doc Follow-Up

My follow-up with the doctor yesterday revealed my foot still hasn't completely healed and I'm still on crutches for another two weeks. Not at all what I was expecting......I was fully expecting him to say it was coming along nicely, I could come off the crutches, but to be careful on it for another few weeks. He has released me to go off the crutches on September 7th barring a re-injury to the foot between now and then.
So Yay!!!

Light At The End Of The Tunnel?....

Fingers crossed, this coming Friday I have my follow-up doc appointment for my foot. Hopefully, I can come off the crutches and get back to my weight loss regime. I bet I have gained the half stone back I lost in the beginning of this mess.

I have mixed feelings about being off the crutches too. On the one hand, It's going to be wonderful to be able to go for my walks again and do my workout videos(altho I know I'll have to STILL take it kind of easy for a few more weeks til my foot is healed completely.) On the other hand, they had to move me downstairs at my office until I come off the crutches and the area I'm in now is SOOOOO much better than where I was at. Upstairs, I'm in an area where there is almost a hundred people in a HUGE room. Cubicles. Open atmosphere and all talking on the phones...trying to out talk(in loudness) everyone else ....and it gets louder and louder and louder!!! The gentleman who sits next desk to me is a bit hard of hearing- and a loud talker to boot. I come home almost every day with a headache...either one beginning or a full blown one from listening to him bellow all day.

Where I am now is usually about 15 people on any given day- 18 altogether. And everyone downstairs is so nice. It was almost two weeks before they moved me downstairs.......during that time only ONCE did anyone offer to bring me a coffee or glass of water or get me something when the sandwich lady came by. Downstairs, I get asked at least 6 times a DAY if I would like anything brought to me. Everyone down there talks about things and include me in the conversations...whether it's about work, or their homelife. I've been taught a few things about the systems and the people who work in the different departments that have helped me immensely with my understanding of the company and how it works and the interactions of the departmentswithin the company. I've got more of a BIG Picture mentalitiy than I did before because during the two weeks I've been down there, I've interacted with more people both IN and OUT of the company than I have in the entire time I've been upstairs since I started working almost a year ago!!! People down there have taken the time to ask me if I have any questions- and more importantly, to listen and give me the answers....and THEN some.

In case you haven't got it yet-I'm going to miss everyone downstairs when I go back up......there will most probably be tears.

Ah, well.......at least there is things and people I like being around upstairs. They will help make the re-transition easier.

But for now- I'm going to enjoy what will probably be my last week downstairs.

Who knows.....maybe the doc will think I need a couple more weeks to heal before tackling the stairs on a daily basis.