Lisa’s appointment with Dr. Tumu was Tuesday morning. Three months and five days after he was inside of her head, he sat patiently as that same brain fired questions at him and demonstrated how well it has recovered. It brought a sentimental tinge at the memory of doctor’s visits with Mom. My lovely Momma must have read somewhere that the thing to do at the doctor’s office is to accentuate how extremely fit and strong and healthy she was. Occasionally drifting into the fiction section. Mom, that is. Lisa was just stating the facts to the doc. She has been busy and productive and organized and, shockingly within this clan, even somewhat punctual. For the most part. She has picked up her violin, and has relearned how to read music. She’s organized the little clusters of chaos that grew during V2. She’s hit Duolingo and is refreshing herself on French – her first love. Taking her vitamins and brainy supplements. Lisa is working it! Brain training 101. Scans of the evil monkey (now deceased) above, and then of V3 aggressively retaking territory! Lisa’s been anxious to get back to work, and Dr. Tumu encouraged her to jump right in. So Wednesday she worked her first full day back at the office, and today will be her third. Back in the saddle again! The name of this thing is “Pray for Lisa”, and prayers are most effective if they have a direction to point in. Begin, of course, with “Thank You God!”. And then, amidst all of the positive news and healing, there are still some areas of concern. Along the suture line across the top of her head is an inflamed spot that looks like a blister, and it has been there for weeks. I think Lisa was expecting the doc to take some action, but instead he took the wait and see approach. So you can pray for that to resolve on its own, and for Lisa to come to peace with her loss of the sense of smell. Her list of questions for the appointment yesterday included a couple about that, but the good doc reiterated that he’s never seen the sense of smell regained after this surgery. When Lisa sent me her list of questions prior to the appointment, there were fourteen. I was a bit crushed that my biggest remaining concern, my first and most pressing question, didn’t make her top fourteen. A disconnect that needs to be bridged. But we’re two structural engineers… building a bridge is something we can manage. Please pray that we build this one well! More on that later, maybe, but for now I am out of words. Peace!
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Theresa Schill
12/12/2017 06:15:38 am
I am so proud and happy for my Cousin, (AKA my "Sister" here in FL). She has always been such a loving and caring person and "that" has only improved in spite of the evil monkey thingy! I don't see my WONDERFUL Texas Powell family very often, but I embrace knowing they are my family. I embrace and love each of you, but not as much as our Lord and Savior loves you. Thank you Lord for the continued healing for Lisa and this family!
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