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I promised to tell you more about that night in the hospital with Wayne. So here it is.
I didn't sleep much that night and sometime during the night I just was resting on the bed, and as I looked up at the ceiling I felt like everything in the room and the hallway went dark. All I could see was a bright light that looked like it was was up at the end of a tunnel. Iwas facinated and kept staring at the light. I didn't see anything but the light. Now if this sounds strange to you I don't blame you, but it was there. Finally, I said "God, I'm going to assume this is for me to talk to you. So here is what is on my heart. I might be crazy, but you know I have secretly been thinking about another baby. Now, all I want is for Wayne to be ok. If you will heal him, I will never ask you for another child."

I think most people will try to bargain with God if they are scared enough. Even people who aren't sure they believe He is real. So, I asked, and meant it with all my heart.

The next day we went home after Wayne's tests and went back to a normal life. The following month I found out that I was pregnant. I was a little confused about my feelings for a couple days but then realized I had kept my end of the bargain so I could relax and be happy. I told John on Christmas eve and he was happy too. Our new little one was due to arrive at the beginning of August but he made his entrance on July 28, my birthday. He was another 7 lb. and ? oz. We named him Scott Marshall. What a blessing he was to us. And still is. Well, we're up to six now and I have always said we had the two, John wanted and the four I wanted. Was this perfect or what!

Now, I had my hands full and you can believe that. Our life was very full and my wonderful husband decided to take up a hobby for himself. It was a CB radio. He loved it, and I hated it as much as he loved it. Probably more. All his spare time was spent talking to people on this thing. He did his best to try to get me interested in it but I wanted no part of it. It got worse when he worked nights and came home about 8:30 ish and was on the radio until about an hour before the older kids came home from school, then he went to bed and I had to keep the noise level down so he could sleep untill about 10:30 in the evening so he could eat and go to work. Most of the kids only saw him on his days off. I became more and more depressed, and yes, very angry. This continued for about four years. I tried to go to a christmas party and a picnic with him a couple of times but I couldn't enjoy myself. I think I began to experience some of the old panic attacks I had in school. I just would shake before we got to one of these gatherings. I didn't tell John about these anymore than I told my parents about school. I'm sure if I had told him we would have resolved this radio issue long before we did.
Well my time is up again and so I need to go. My girlfriends are taking me out tonight for my birthday. I have already been out twice this week. First, my boss (and good friend Sharon)and four ladies I work with took both, John and I out to eat. The next night was my(our) birthday and we took Scott out for dinner to celebrate our birthday. Now, tonight one more outing. I feel pretty special. Thank you for all the birthday wishes they were sent to me from facebook.

Goodbye dear friends and loving family.

What is next?

Wow. It seems like forever since I've been on here. My new computer will be here next week and then Shawn is adding some programs for me, so that will take a little extra time. I know that he does work a full time job, takes care of three little ones on the nights that Lesley works and has a life of his own. But he still finds time to do this for me? My kids are grown, but everyone of them are so good to me. I don't deserve all they do for me. At the same time, I really appreciate it.

Now, for the novel information. They are sending an express copy to me to review, again, for printer errors. I think it should be here tomorrow or the next day. If it is okay. I'll call them and they can start printing some for me. I'll be giving everyone I can a business card, so you can order from me. I think I'll be able to give local people a break by delivering to them and then they will not have the shipping and handling fee which is pretty high. If you want to order it from Barnes and Nobel they give a discount and a smaller S&H fee. My card will just give my information. Actually, having this virus problem with my computer I might be a little gun shy about opening e-mail from people I don't know. My phone number will be on it, but you won't find anyone before 10 am. You can leave a message and I can get back to you at a convenient time for you. I'm guessing I will have some books about the same time as I get my new computer. Now I am getting excited. I will keep the blog going about my life but I need to get people a little familiar with what the story is about also.

Today, we'll continue. When Wayne was 8 months old, I picked him up from his crib and there was a small amount of blood on the sheet and in his mouth. So, off to the hospital we went. He was kept overnight for observation. They even brought in a hospital bed for me. I couldn't hold him because he had an IV in his foot and they didn't want it moved very much. I think he would have moved it less if I had held him, but I was worried so I listened to the doctors. They had a meeting with John, and I, and said whatever it was, it could be very serious. They were calling in a ear,nose and throat specialist to see him in the morning. Our pediatrician wasn't worried, she said a small capillary in the back of his throat probably burst. No big deal. Long story short, she was right, but he did have to get an upper GI and an exam which was not pleasant when the doctor shoved his fingers into his little mouth and then up into the back of his nose. I can still see it in my mind. I have to go now and I really want to keep going and tell you about that night in the hospital. What a great experience I had. I guess it will have to wait till tomorrow.


I have a friend in the hospital who had major surgery today and I know of a teen (girl) who is in very bad condition from an accident so if you read this and believe in prayer please keep these two in your prayers for healing.

God Bless dear family and friends.

6 am ?

It really can not be that I have been awake since 6 this morning. Can it? Well, I really have been and since about 6:30 I started thinking about what I would write for you all today. I went over in my mind where to pick up from yesterday because I'm not comfortable with the coming home day. After praying about it, I have decided that it's not that it was a bad day, actually it was a great day, but a very private one in my mind. Now, I know Todd remembers some of it but I'm not sure about Bob, but Mary and Ginny were too young. In fact Virginia was only about nine months old. So if any of my kids, even the ones who came later, want to know, they only have to ask and I'll go over the day with them. But I feel for the general reader not related, I'd like to keep that part private. Maybe I'll change my mind later, you never know.

The first five months we lived with my mom and dad. John went to work for my dad in his construction company, but he found another job in about three weeks. My dad was a hard person to work for. He wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty and worked right along with his men but he wanted everything perfect. It is very hard to work for someone like that. My brother even had to quit because he could never please Dad. Being the boss's son, RT had to be above the others, and he couldn't live up to Dad's expectations of him.

I started talking to John about the fact that we cheated our families, especially the grandparents of being around when I was expecting and being at the hospital when I was in labor and holding their newborn grandchild. It took some convincing on my part, but we finally decided that one more wasn't going to be a big deal. So about 15 months after we came home, we had another little boy. I went into labor on my mother-in-laws birthday but I was so tired I just took a nap and the contractions stopped. I remember watching a movie at my parents house. We had rented a house in Avon then. But decided to come into Henrietta to be closer to the hospital. When the movie was over my dad said, "I'm going to bed, you're not having that kid tonight." But at midnight the pains started again and at 4:35 the next morning I delivered a 8 lb. ? oz. baby boy. We named him Wayne Patrick.
I was not well at all the first few months, and not being around me for the others, my mom and John's were whispering about the fact that I probably wouldn't carry this baby for long. I did and he was perfect. Still is. That's just for you angel baby!

Before I quit for the day, I want to tell you that I am getting a new computer. One of my two computer savy sons has found one for me and is ordering it today. Thank you Shawn Sr.,my honeyson.

Until next time dear friends and family,
Goodbye and God Bless you all.

What's next?

I only have a few minutes left on the library computer, so I don't know what to write in that short time.

I found out the hold-up on getting the novel out was a mix-up in geting the information mailed to me. It is frustrating for me but I should have the info. by tomorrow, and hope to mail it back the same day. So, maybe it wil be a couple more weeks yet. I started writing this in 2003 and I used tablet and pen at first. Then went to a typewriter, then got an old computer that had microsoft word on. I got so discouraged at times that I wouldn't write for months. I had myself convinced that it was impossible. Then, when I couldn't remember correct grammar, high school was quite a while ago, I got depressed and wouldn't continue. Finally I realized I had a good story anyway and I was going to try to finish it. So I think you will enjoy it.

Sorry my time is up and I have to get off the computer so my personal history will have to wait.

Have a great day and God Bless.

Problems

I read your comment Sarah, thanks.

Now for everyone, I am going to try to get on a computer and keep this going but I need a need computer. Apparently I have a virus in mine.

Before I get back to my life, I would like to tell you more of why I started this blog. As I briefly stated in an earlier blog, I have written an christian based novel and it's about to come out. The only problem is, it has a couple of printer issues and the publishing company is going to try to get them fixed before anyone buys it. It's already on a website for Barnes and Noble, but you don't want that one because it's the one that needs fixing a little. I'll let you know when the corrected book is out. I also received my business cards today. If anyone tried my email address I wouldn't get it right away, so just be patient a little while. Believe me I'll be shouting on this and everywhere I can when I have it in my cold little hands. I am currently in the library and they only allow you an hour on the computers. It's cold in here and my hands are freezing.


Now for the time I have left, I'll try to give you a update from the last time. A couple of years after Mary we had a new bundle of joy. Another girl. Wow, God is so good. Now, I wanted four children and John wanted two. So, either we were over his original plan, or as far as I was concerned we were right on target. Another 7 lbs, 2or 3 ozs. We named her after John's biological mother who passed away when he was in his early teens. Her name is Virginia. We didn't know his mother's middle name at the time so we named her Virginia Heather. We just came from visiting her because she lives in Tennessee. Boy, do I miss her.

"Gin, if you are reading this, Dad called to tell me your good news. Give me a call tonight and let me know how how it went and what you decided."

I need to get off this, but I look forward to moving forward with more information tomorrow if I can.

Goodbye dear friends and family.

Just a little tonight

It already late and I'm just starting? But I don't know if I will be able to work on this tomorrow at all because my son, Shawn is going to be installing a new program for me, and who knows
what will make this a longer process that he is expecting it to be.

I'm going to add a few things here. Continuing with Mary. When she was 8 months old she woke from a nap with a temperature of 106. Yeah, 106. We rushed her to the hospital and they decided that she had roseola and it was very common. When the high fever went down she would break out in a rash they said. Back then parents weren't allowed to stay in the hospital, so we went home concerned but not overwhelmed. After all the doctor said we could take her home the next day. We didn't have a phone, but when I stopped to drop the boys off at a friends house the doctor had called there and needed to talk to us immediately. He told my friend Betty that he didn't realize the night before that it seemed to hurt her when she was moved but he noticed it when he checked her early in the morning. They immediately did a spinal tap and said our little girl had spinal meningitis and was in very serious condition. The first couple of days we weren't allowed to even pick her up. They said she was in too much pain. One evening the night nurse came to us and said she always rocked her when she was on shift because she needed human touch. You have no idea how I felt when I, her mother couldn't hold her but a nurse could. I determined the that I was going to hold her no matter what anyone said. After a few days we were allowed to go in her room without the mask and gown because she didn't have the kind that was contagious.

A few days after we took her home she broke out in spots. Guess what, yes she had the chicken pocks and she was exposed that first night in the hospital when she was in a ward, and not a private room.

Okay, I hope to get back to this tomorrow night. We'll see. Guess what comes next. It comes wrapped in pink.

Untill then, God Bless you all.

It's a girl

I need a cup of tea. A nice calming flavor, something with spearmint or peppermint in it. But while the water is heating, let's get busy with today's contuining saga of the life of Sue Eury Kelly.

I know you have already guessed by the title, another baby was on the way. Well, you see Todd and Bobby were now busy little campers and I needed to feel the comfort of a newborn in my arms again. I know I could have just gone to work at a day care or something but I wanted to be a stay at home Mom and take care of my own kids. I'm not criticizing mothers who have to work but, I personally didn't want to miss that first step, word or any of the firsts that working mother's miss. Excited to be expecting again, even if it was another boy, I wasn't looking forward to the first three or four months when I felt so sick.

At five months I fell down a flight of stairs. Yeah, all fourteen of them. After checking to make sure the boys were covered at four or five in the morning, I went into the bathroom and when I came out I took a wrong turn and walked off the first step and down and down I kept tumbling. You see I had reversed my routine, I usually went to the bathroom then check the boys. My hands and arms were all scraped up. I had used them to keep from getting any injuries near my belly.

Now I lay curled up in a ball at the bottom of the stairs, trying to call for John through my pain. A couple of minutes later he came rushing down the stairs. He practically carried me back up to bed and asked if I needed to go to the hospital and I said, "No, I just scraped my arms and hands and they hurt real bad." He told me that he must have heard me falling but he thought he was having a dream. Even when I first called for him he thought it was a dream and then he realized it wasn't. I did end up going to get checked by my doctor that afternoon. He said the baby was fine. But after she was born, and I had my check-up, he told me he had been pretty sure that I would lose the baby. I'm so glad he didn't tell me that at the time.

In December our first little girl was born. I was awake and when the doctor said it was a girl, I could hardly believe it. With all the things we had done wrong, how could God bless us with a girl after our two cute little boys? I quickly asked if she was breathing and if she was alright. He said yes. But I was still not convinced. I had been waiting for God to bring us some great, terribly horrific thing into our lives to punish us. "Why isn't she crying, aren't they suppose to cry?"I was not awake when the boys were born so I didn't know what they had done.

I heard the doctor say," I'm sorry about this little girl but your mama wants to hear you cry." Then I heard this noise as he smacked her tiny bottom and she let out the biggest scream. What a set of lung she had. I should never had told her this story because now she never let's me
forget that I allowed someone to hit her when she was just a couple of minutes old. Then she laughs.

We named her Mary Louise after my mom. She was 7 lbs. and 2 or 3 ozs. Four of our babies weighed the same at birth.

Well, I'm working tonight so I've got to get some things done first, like preparing a supper that my honey can just heat up. He never complains. Most of the time he cooks and brings my food to the computer where he usually finds me. Oh, that reminds me, I have never told you why I started this blog. I have written a novel. And I wanted to tell you all about it and get your interest up to read it. But I felt that background on me was important first. As for the book, it's ready except for a couple of printer glitches that the company is going to fix.

Have a great day and may God Bless you.

MORE

Good afternoon my friends. When I first start I never know exactly where I'm going. Today is a little different because I have to go to work this afternoon, so I don't have a lot of time to spend with you. I hope my friend, Sharon has found her way here to this blog.

So on with my life. The life we live day to day becomes our life just because it's what we are living. It even becomes who we are or at least who we think we are. I'm having a problem getting started today because I know my time is limited. So please bear with me.

Fifteen months after we left home (you notice I never use the word ran away from home, because then I start focusing on the hurt I brought to my family) I gave birth to our first son. Oh, how excited we were. We named him Todd Michael and he came along three days late. He was so small only 6 lbs. 7 ozs. He was our joy. But when he started walking and became a toddler I longed for another infant. So Bobby joined our family a couple years later. While I was pregnant for Bob I kept wondering how I could love another child as much as I loved Todd, but I soon found out that each child is so unique that parents are given a special but different love for each. We named him Robert John and he was three weeks early and was 7 lbs. 2 or 3 ozs. Can't remember which. I was so sick at six months I ended up in the hospital with an infection and I stayed there for 6 days. The only reason they allowed me to go home then was my temp. had been normal for 24 hrs. We had no health insurance, so we sturggled with a large hospital bill then. I'm so sorry I have to quit when I feel like I am on a roll but I've got to get ready for work. So hopefully, tomorrow I'll be back with more.

Goodafternoon dear family and friends.

Teen Years and more

Okay, I promised to tell you about how I met the love of my life at 14. This isn't going to be easy and will just hit the highlights, at least for now.

I somehow loosened up a little and made a few friends. At 10 yrs. old I accepted Christ as my Savior in my bedroom on a Saturday night. Just me and Him. By the time I was 13 I had put him on a shelf and didn't think much about him unless I needed something. Then I would pray and go to church with my grandmother and cousins for a while.

When I was in jr. high, I became friends with a very nice girl. She was also very pretty. We would talk in the lunch line and she seemed to like me. The only problem was, she had very bad breath. Not just once in a while but everyday. I couldn't stand it so I began to turn away a little when she talked to me, and after a few days she stopped getting in line by me. She probably thought I was a jerk or stuck-up or whatever. I'm not sure. But the point is that when we got into high school she started running with a bunch of very wild kids. Strange as it sounds, I think God used her bad b reath to get me away from her, because if we remained good friends I could have been caught up in the wrong crowd of people.

Anyway, now I'm in high school and one evening this guy who had a crush on me came over and brought a new guy who had just moved in a couple of houses away from me. I thought he was nice. This was a couple weeks before Christmas break and another friend of mine, her name was Marilyn asked me about him because she knew he lived near me. She thought he was real cute and asked me if I would put in a good word for her during vacation. I said yes. But much to her surprise and the buz of our class was, that the day we returned to school I was wearing his ring around my neck. Ya, if you know me you know his name was John Kelly. And the first time he kissed me was in his parents living room (they weren't home) on Christmas Eve.

Now this is the hard part and it won't be long. We dated for one and a half yrs. and during this time his mom took a severe dislike to me. I think we finally decided it was a mis-understanding (but this was years later). He was forbidden to see me at all. But obviously we managed to get together and go for walks in the evening at least once or twice a week. I must add this was due to a couple of our friends helping him get out of the house for some different reason or another. He was taken out of school and had to live with his grandmother because we had time to see each other at school also. We both cried when they moved him, but I saw him more than ever because he would hitchike out to see me a couple times a week. My mom usually drove him back to his grandparents house in the city. She sould say I can't drive him back again because I have to work in the am or it's too far, but she always gave in on her own and took him because she wanted him to be safe.

This is the end for tonight so listen up. We were able to get out with some friends on a Saturday night and expected to be home by 11pm at the latest. Due to our friends car breaking down and it getting so late, we were afraid to go home. No cell phones then. Skipping some info. for now because it would take too much time and this is very hard for me. What came next hurt my parents and his to their core. Don't anybody do this, please. The next time we saw our families face to face was 7 and 1/2 years later. This was another of God's nudgings. They had absoultly no news about us during that time. But for the grace fo God, we could have been turned away but instead were welcomed with open arms. Yes, Todd, Bob, Mary, and Virginia, you came home with us. The other three came later. Ginny was just a baby then. Wayne, Scott, and Shawn, were born in Rochester with grandparents very near to spoil them.

I am emotionally whipped. Life exposed for all who read this, even people we will never meet.

Goodnight, dear friends and family.

ABOUT ME

I think I always have had a vivid imagination. From the time I was 6-10 yrs. old I was happy playing by myself with my imaginary friends. I was always the cowgirl and I had the hat, skirt and vest to prove it. Not to mention my double holster that held my two guns. Then there were the boots also. Now,I don't mean to say that I didn't have friends to play with because I did, but when they weren't around I was just as happy.
I took tap dancing lessons and baton twirling lessons for 2-3 yrs. I loved it. Besides, my best friend Joannie took them with me. We had to perform on stage at the Ballantyne school a couple of times too. I was also in a baton twirling contest a couple of times.

In first grade I was on stage getting ready to practice for a play, I heard my teacher say something to another teacher like " does her neck look swollen on the one side to you?" Next thing I knew I was off to visit the doctor who confirmed I had the mumps. That same year I had my tonsils out and the day after I came home from the hospital the doctor came to the house and told my mom that I had pneumonia. As a result I missed a lot of first grade.

I remember asking for a pony every year for a long time. I asked at Christmas, Easter, my birthday or any time I thought I could get away with it. One summer evening when I was about 5, my mom and dad and I took a ride after dark and before I knew it my dad stopped and was talking to a man who gave pony rides. Soon we all were out of the car following this man and his flashlight into a dark field where we saw one brown pony, one black and white pony and a grayish colored one. Then we went back home. I found out that the man was selling them and my daddy was looking to buy one for me. It turned out we didn't have any place to keep it so that's as close as I got to having my own pony. Before I close this story about a pony, I do what to say that when I was married and had a houseful of kids we did buy a horse. A very large horse. We had him for a year or two. Do you know how much it costs to feed a horse that stands 16hands tall? A LOT!

At the age of six I received a baby brother. He was named Roger after my dad but with different middle names so he wasn't a junior. Soon after that we moved into a house from an apartment that my grandpa had built onto their house for us. Now we move ahead a few years, so read on.

I had the shock of my life when my new school turned out to be huge compared to the one I just spent five yrs. in. I was so scared everyday. I began having anxiety attacks but I didn't know what they were then. I was afraid I would forget my locker combination even though I had it written down, because I might lose the paper I wrote it on. I was fearful of forgetting how to get to my class from the cafeteria or from the gym. Half way through the year a new school opened near my house and it went through grade six and I loved it there. You see I could walk. The big school was farther away and I had to take a school bus. I was shy and that made it harder to make friends. I was so scared to get on the big yellow bus. Looking back it sounds like how a kindergartner would feel. The worse part was no one understood how I felt because I didn't tell anyone. My brother was just starting school and my mom had a job that practically fell into her lap in the office at the huge school I had been in and would be going back to next year. I didn't want to upset her so I suffered in silence. My dad owned his own construction company and was busy and not home till late so I couldn't tell him either.

Now I'm back in the huge school and the same old fears came flying back at me. The only good part was my mom was still working at the school except she transferred from the office to the music dept., you see my mom was the best piano player in the world. Others would disagree but I don't care she was the best to me. Her sister would always say "music is Mary's life except for her family".

Next time I'll tell you how I met the love of my life at age 14. Thanks for listening my new friends.

God Bless