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November 2009 
Super-glued and Walking Slowly
Posted on Dec 24th, 2007
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Dryad
Dryad
My Dearest Friends ~
I haven’t a clue where to even begin. During the last two weeks while I was supposed to be flat on my back, I snuck into the computer occasionally and opened my Blog, looked at my mail and went quickly through the festivities going on by my bedside. Those of you who know me well will know that this is exactly what I would prefer. Even if I knew I were on my way into the night, unlike poor Dylan Thomas’s father, I would not rage at the dying of the light. I’d prefer to party. After the operation in 2005 that took quite a few of my internal organs, the nurse was appalled to come into my room and find it full of full of ten daughters all laughing and writing bad limericks on the dry erase board - complete with stick figures. The nurse, pressed her lips together and said, “there is much too much fun going on in here.” She was serious. I pointed out that “too much” and “fun” just might be oxymorons.
In the last few weeks I couldn’t sit up long enough to even read the messages, but the sheer numbers made me cry and I had to go back to bed and try not to shake too hard with the sobs, because shaking, like everything else, hurt like hell. Never in my life have I felt so loved by so many - by so many who really know me, with all my quirks, and love me anyway.
Before I went to the hospital, my husband printed the messages for me and we put them in a binder. He also printed the incredible healing art work. That we put around the room. Just about everyone who walked in the door said something to the extent of, “This is how a hospital room ought to be furnished. Forget the generic impressionistic prints and quaint country sides - bring on the images of love, health and healing . . . light held in healing hands, that circle of healing that stretches around the world.
The operation was on Friday afternoon and was complete successful. Even thought the vertebra was pulverized and smashed until is was practically dissolved, the “cement” shored it up, nothing leaked, it went beautifully. It is a new procedure that has it’s skeptics. All I have to say is that I’ll bet very few of those skeptics are people in the unrelenting, searing pain that a broken vertebra causes.
http://www.goodnewsblog.com/2005/08/28/cure-of-choice-for-broken-vertebrae-cement
I was ecstatic that it worked for me, when there was a fairly high chance it would not. I know the dangers of opening a spinal column. To those of you who stood by with thoughts, energy, prayers, I can only say thank you and try in some way to let you know how very much is held in those two words: Gratitude. Belief. Appreciation. Hope. Honor. Awareness. Love.
Of course there is always a good news/bad news element. We didn’t make it home to Utah for Christmas for the first time in my life. My entire family goes every other year and it is a time for family and deeply honored traditions. I am so sorry to miss it, but my kids drove in tonight from San Diego, so my nuclear family is all here. On Boxing Day the kids will take my son-in-love Eric sledding for the first time in his life. Can you imagine? He is 25 years old and has never been sledding! As someone who grew up on skies, this is extremely odd to me.
The other good news/bad news is a very elevated blood count that could be liver or bone marrow problems which showed up in the pre-op bloodwork. It would explain the complete disintegration of the bone though I am only 53. Bone cancer is the worst scenario. They took several biopsies while they removed the broken bone to clear the way for the cement. This will take more than a week to resolve as it has to “go out” to be analyzed. Even after that, it is rare enough that the doctor couldn’t even tell me what might happen next. So I begin the waiting game - but I do it in so much less pain. I still hurt from fibro, from not moving for two weeks and from the general anaesthetic, incisions and foreign stuff in the body, but the difference is night and day. And I wait with the sound of your words and payers in my mind and your pictures of healing behind my eyes.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. And Everything that goes with it.
I had hoped to have a lot of fun stuff for December - it is the Grand-Daddy of all months for Celebration. I may send some of them along a little late. This was to be the picture to go with the December Celebrations. I told Kat about it while I was in California, but couldn’t access it and then . . . well. Here it is now. Telling about the “Light’s of Winter.” Tomorrow I hope I can get up the article that goes with it.
In 2005 my surgery was at the Vernal Equinox, Ostara. In 2006 I had a radical hysterectomy on June 21 - Litha, the Summer Solstice. Friday’s surgery was on the day of Yule, the Winter Solstice. Warded by something I don’t even completely understand - I am still here.
I hope to get back to each of you personally soon - especially new members of Play Pod. We have a nice Welcome Letter, but I am the only one who gets the news that you have joined so those letters have been held up. They will be coming - in the meanwhile please DO be welcome and jump right in and play! I’m still restricted on the time I can sit up, so it may take some time. Please do know how very much I appreciate your caring and sharing at this cross road of my life. A special thank you to the Play Pod Mod Squad for being themselves - which is saying a great deal.
Love and Blessings ~ Dryad
Edwina
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I haven’t a clue where to even begin. During the last two weeks while I was supposed to be flat on my back, I snuck into the computer occasionally and opened my Blog, looked at my mail and went quickly through the festivities going on by my bedside. Those of you who know me well will know that this is exactly what I would prefer. Even if I knew I were on my way into the night, unlike poor Dylan Thomas’s father, I would not rage at the dying of the light. I’d prefer to party. After the operation in 2005 that took quite a few of my internal organs, the nurse was appalled to come into my room and find it full of full of ten daughters all laughing and writing bad limericks on the dry erase board - complete with stick figures. The nurse, pressed her lips together and said, “there is much too much fun going on in here.” She was serious. I pointed out that “too much” and “fun” just might be oxymorons.
In the last few weeks I couldn’t sit up long enough to even read the messages, but the sheer numbers made me cry and I had to go back to bed and try not to shake too hard with the sobs, because shaking, like everything else, hurt like hell. Never in my life have I felt so loved by so many - by so many who really know me, with all my quirks, and love me anyway.
Before I went to the hospital, my husband printed the messages for me and we put them in a binder. He also printed the incredible healing art work. That we put around the room. Just about everyone who walked in the door said something to the extent of, “This is how a hospital room ought to be furnished. Forget the generic impressionistic prints and quaint country sides - bring on the images of love, health and healing . . . light held in healing hands, that circle of healing that stretches around the world.
The operation was on Friday afternoon and was complete successful. Even thought the vertebra was pulverized and smashed until is was practically dissolved, the “cement” shored it up, nothing leaked, it went beautifully. It is a new procedure that has it’s skeptics. All I have to say is that I’ll bet very few of those skeptics are people in the unrelenting, searing pain that a broken vertebra causes.
http://www.goodnewsblog.com/2005/08/28/cure-of-choice-for-broken-vertebrae-cement
I was ecstatic that it worked for me, when there was a fairly high chance it would not. I know the dangers of opening a spinal column. To those of you who stood by with thoughts, energy, prayers, I can only say thank you and try in some way to let you know how very much is held in those two words: Gratitude. Belief. Appreciation. Hope. Honor. Awareness. Love.
Of course there is always a good news/bad news element. We didn’t make it home to Utah for Christmas for the first time in my life. My entire family goes every other year and it is a time for family and deeply honored traditions. I am so sorry to miss it, but my kids drove in tonight from San Diego, so my nuclear family is all here. On Boxing Day the kids will take my son-in-love Eric sledding for the first time in his life. Can you imagine? He is 25 years old and has never been sledding! As someone who grew up on skies, this is extremely odd to me.
The other good news/bad news is a very elevated blood count that could be liver or bone marrow problems which showed up in the pre-op bloodwork. It would explain the complete disintegration of the bone though I am only 53. Bone cancer is the worst scenario. They took several biopsies while they removed the broken bone to clear the way for the cement. This will take more than a week to resolve as it has to “go out” to be analyzed. Even after that, it is rare enough that the doctor couldn’t even tell me what might happen next. So I begin the waiting game - but I do it in so much less pain. I still hurt from fibro, from not moving for two weeks and from the general anaesthetic, incisions and foreign stuff in the body, but the difference is night and day. And I wait with the sound of your words and payers in my mind and your pictures of healing behind my eyes.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. And Everything that goes with it.
I had hoped to have a lot of fun stuff for December - it is the Grand-Daddy of all months for Celebration. I may send some of them along a little late. This was to be the picture to go with the December Celebrations. I told Kat about it while I was in California, but couldn’t access it and then . . . well. Here it is now. Telling about the “Light’s of Winter.” Tomorrow I hope I can get up the article that goes with it.
In 2005 my surgery was at the Vernal Equinox, Ostara. In 2006 I had a radical hysterectomy on June 21 - Litha, the Summer Solstice. Friday’s surgery was on the day of Yule, the Winter Solstice. Warded by something I don’t even completely understand - I am still here.
I hope to get back to each of you personally soon - especially new members of Play Pod. We have a nice Welcome Letter, but I am the only one who gets the news that you have joined so those letters have been held up. They will be coming - in the meanwhile please DO be welcome and jump right in and play! I’m still restricted on the time I can sit up, so it may take some time. Please do know how very much I appreciate your caring and sharing at this cross road of my life. A special thank you to the Play Pod Mod Squad for being themselves - which is saying a great deal.
Love and Blessings ~ Dryad
Edwina
Lights of Winter-writing
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Access: Public
Aloha Edwina & Mahalo for this wonderful shating of your heart letting us know how you are.
I continue to hold you i my daily prayers.
Much Love, Gobs of Laughter & Blessed IS,
Jeremiah
Dear Dryad,
Blessings on your speedy recovery & Happy Holydays!
With Love,
Ladybear XOXO
Hello sweetheart.
I am so thrilled you are doing well. You are in my heart.
Goddess love!
Dana
Beloved, I've been negligent on keeping up with blogs the past few weeks (house guests for 6 weeks now). I was so shocked to hear of your whoopsie! Many blessings of love and angels to you in every moment. I am so grateful for your healing progress! Love to you, Shani
Dear Winnie,
so happy to hear that you are more or less out of the 'pooh'
Merry Christmas dear friend,
on this special day of rebirth, the rebirth of the sun and of ourselves
and the beginning of 12 daysof dreaming up our next 12 months
I send you hope, and love
and big, sacred dreams for yourself
wrapped in ribbons of laughter
delivered with hugs and sparkling smiles
love,
Jena
Ah, our dear, precious, valued and revered Dryad! What a wonderful message to awaken to today…your healing miracles continue! Your place among us has been encircled with Love and Light and you step into the circle with such poise and laughter. We never tire of your endless creations and your gift of humor!
I was offline for a few days and just jumped back on today for an update. I had message from Jena in response to something that I posted on the playing at Winnie's bedside asking me to post it here as well:
“Hooray! So glad to hear that surgery is over and I join my intentions with all of those of Love and Light going out to Winnie! I like the Holon of Balance as described by Tom Kenyon and the Hathors, too, so that is an easy one to visualize!
Blessings, Winnie, in every way everyday and know that we are “there”.
Big Hugs,
Starseed”
So, that being said, I can honestly say that in the midst of the family gathering you remained in my thoughts, prayers and positive intentions…your wonderful beings of Love and Light have kept you in our thoughts and in our hearts!
Hooray, for filling your room with healing art…you inspire and touch more lives than you will ever know! May goodness, love, joy, healing, peace, clarity, harmony (all the good stuff) be the hallmark of your 2008!
You are loved and appreciated!
Big hugs,
Starseed
Is it odd to say that I, indeed we all, take strength from your courage?
You are loved and appreciated.
Be well.
Dearest Pooh,
Who knows how long it will be until you get this message? Just know that you are in my thoughts and prayers every day, in my dancing and singing, in my making tea and breakfast toast, in my walks in the rain…well, you get the picture.
Heal. Laugh (gently). Dream. You are surrounded by our love.
Hey honey! So glad to read this update! I continue to be here for you … playing with you, singing in your ear, massaging your neck, rumpling your blonde curls, and cheering on your team with you!!! Light springs eternal … for you, around you and yeah, honey we are dancing in delight that you are where you ARE!!!
keep us posted!
Any requests?
I love you!
Peridot :-)
O happy day! Welcome back Winnie! Praise be! I am happy to hear that your operation was a success and you are now at home and healing.
I know that the waiting is difficult. Please know that I am praying for you and sending you healing energy, daily.
Blessed is your family for having you in their lives, and you, for having them in yours. Blessed are we, your friends, for having you in our lives and know that you are loved by your friends.
Rest now and heal. Much love to you.
Love and Light,
*Snow*Moon*
Goddess Bless!
I'm so happy to hear this Good News!
May you soon come back out to play!
You Are So Very Loved!
((Gentle Hugs)) ~Ariela
Darling, Darling Winnie, What joy to hear your words. Thoughts and prayers will continue to aide in your healing process. Much, much love, Ayla
Darling Dancing Dryad, YOU are the Light of this Winter …warded indeed & ONELOVED beyond belief. Its hard to express how Over-Joy it feels to have you back playing with us once again !
I'm so glad to hear that you're doing ok -and I'm hoping there's nothing seriously wrong with the marrow, bone, or liver … sure, it's tragic that you couldn't make it for the family traditions (and no, I'm not making light of it in any way)… but it could have been so very much worse, and it goes without saying that, if that's the worst of it, well…. I'm sure the sacrifice is worth it, to still be here with family and friends :) with a good quality of life… I'm hoping your New Years goes better, and (lifting my glass) here's to you having a good 2008!
What courage and inspiration you are to others in dealing with your surgeries. Your blog just radiates positiveness and the love of your family - quite amazing.
Hope and healing for 2008,
Inukshuk
Much love and healing vibes so glad you can feel the love winging your way, your comment about how your room looks made me think about the local healing places and maybe utilising that locally!!!
Hi Winnie~~
I hope all is well and your healing is moving along as expected. You are almost at the FINISH line!
{{HUGS}} (gentle ones)
Hi DollBaby,
Hope you are feeling better & better each and every day. Still missing and loving you!
Gentle, Gentle Hugs, Ayla
Hi, I just tried to add a comment and walked away without clicking on “add a comment” …
oh well, I suspect you got it anyway! hehe!
I just wanted to say that your skiing form is fabulous and you look mahvelous dahling swwwooooooooooshing down that snow! I'll be right behind you! No! I did not say I'd be on my hind-end … though more than likely, yes - I would be!
I am actually going to go swing in my tree over on play pod… I put a few up in your trees in the backyard. Do you think you'd be able to handle a gentle swing for a little while?
Love you and miss you!
your playmate - peri :-)
Hello my dear healers.. and thank you Winnie for being a catalyst for us all to get to know you, and each other as friends. You have become as much the center of our universe, as we may have become for you. I have so many new friends who I met, as we shared our love and healing energies together in your honor.
I feel awkward in this request, but my mom is undergoing a mastectomy on Tuesday next week, her second in 9 years. I would love to present her with a scrapbook… called “A Gift from Gaia”, and would love if you might post a few thoughts, laughs and prayers for my mom.. Mary..
You can post at
http://myworldpeace.gaia.com/blog/2008/1/a_gift_from_gaia_for_my_mom#comments
thank you so much.. with love… Dave