Hi, dear readers. Here is your Marilyn Beane’s World columnist with more news of my sweetheart Elden and my lives at Crawford Commons Assisted Living, 132 Middle Road, Union, ME 04862-0628.
It pleases me when I hear a few of my readers receive my column from a relative or friend who lives miles away here in Maine or another state and don’t receive The Lincoln County News. One way or another my column gets circulated. Can you imagine how much this makes me happy? The nice words told to me from many who love the way I write my column in my journal-type way. A story way of writing is interesting to many. Our testimonies and scriptures are interesting and a big uplift as well.
How that makes me feel good I’m doing this service for God. It’s my sweetheart’s and my mission. Elden so loves the Lord, too. We work together making God Cares and We Care papers. I cut articles from regular magazines, newspapers, catalogs, Christian papers, and give them out here to our friends and send them out to family and friends.
But I do have to say, to be honest, I haven’t been feeling good lately. So mostly I do manage to just get my column done and mailed. I don’t want my afflictions to interfere with that if I can help it. I do have to make corrections as I have trouble falling asleep. That slows me down so I really need to start earlier.
On Sun., Sept. 25 after a nice breakfast and back in our room, we listened to our Christian programs over WBC1 108.9. Our favorites are the First Baptist Church in Portland with Pastor Keith Moore. Nice choir singing and all the church people singing is so wonderful.
After a nice lunch in the dining room, more like a real nice dinner meal, we came back to our room. Med tech kind and caring Mike came in after 1 p.m. and gave us our meds and helped my sweetheart to bed for his afternoon nap with the sliding board and we both had our naps. I was so sleepy I couldn’t do anything else.
After supper or dinner, it is called both, we went back to our room. I helped my sweetheart get ready for bed. Sweet Brianna gave both of us our meds for bedtime and she helped Elden to bed. Later I watched “Texas Ranger” back to back starring Chuck Norris. A marvelous actor. Such a nice show.
Monday, Sept. 26, early afternoon, well! I should say little after 12:30, we was in the dining room, finishing up our lunch when Sterling driver Chris came in by surprise. Yes! She used to be the appointment young lady here then left to work for Break of Day. On our way taking us to Lincoln Medical Partners in Waldoboro, she told us Break of Day was taking too much out of her car, putting mileage on an older car, which we agreed would be reasonable. Sweet Rebecca was notified we were there and came out after Elden. Sterling isn’t allowed to help a client in and out of any building anymore. New laws by our state.
In a few minutes sweet Tasia came in the waiting area and we walked down. On the way she weighed me. I was the same as the week before. In room 7, I told her about my back hurting and about my left ankle.
She done both our vitals which were good. She was so kind and nice. She did think I was having some problems. Elden was doing really well. When our kind and caring physician Dr. John Marley Dickens came in, he smiled and spoke to both of us. He put two thumbs up when Elden told him he is doing good. Then he spoke to the doctor about me as I have nearly falling-down spells.
So then Dr. Dickens asked me questions in concern sitting down with me. I told him about in back of my right knee catching and nearly throwing me. My walker nearly getting away from me. He felt behind that knee and said, “That knee is gone, you know.” I said, “I know it is.” He said, “You need to have it replaced, but it is big surgery.” I said, “I don’t see how I can have surgery. I have Elden to care for. They are so short-staffed at the home.” He said, “I know it.”
I also have told him awhile back, I didn’t want to undergo surgery as we know people who had it done, and they were in more pain than they were before. They wished they never underwent it and wouldn’t recommend anyone else having it done.
One day we had come home after a shopping trip. I had let my sweetheart out, helped him into his wheelchair. He went into our mobile home in Warren. I backed our little red Dodge into our garage. I got out, stepped back to the back door to get something. I tripped on a stick laying on the floor and I landed on that right knee. At the same time my left hand went under the wire in an upside-down hubcap which had fallen off the wall breaking my left little finger. I crawled hurting terrible to the front door of Little Red and I took my arms and pushed as hard as I could, my arms pressing on the seat and a real struggle to get the whole back of me lifted, a struggle to get lifted off the cement floor I had fallen on. My back is so weak with spinal stenosis. But I made it being nearly a half-hour later into our home.
X-raying my left hand was found it was broken. They put a splint on it until it would heal. I had to have a brace to hold it in place, which I have had a new one a few times over the years. Without one, the knee would never hold me up.
My sweetheart and I would like to share some Christian thoughts:
From the lips of millionaires who were married to money
1. “I have made many millions, but they have brought me no happiness.” – Rockefeller
2. “The care of $200,000 is enough to kill anyone. There is no pleasure in it.” – Vanderbilt
3. “What can I say? I only know I am desolate.” – J. Paul Getty
4. “I am the most miserable man on earth.” – John Jacob Astor
5. “I was happier when doing a mechanic job.” – Henry Ford
6. “Millionaires seldom smile.” – Andrew Carnegie
We received this item from the Sword of the Lord, a Christian paper from Murfreesboro, Tenn.
Now dear readers, I have to close. I am very tired and hurting. Our prayers for the afflicted in grief, and all other trials in life. God bless you all. Be looking for Marilyn Beane’s World next week.
