“Leftover Night” = when Mom or Dad knows they have some kind of moral obligation to put a meal of some kind on  the table, but just aren’t feeling up to the task.  Solution?  Leftover night!  Or, in this case, a recycling of both Facebook posts and previous Beach posts, assembled to properly capture the intended mood that a brand new written piece would have generated.  But, sorry, kids; Daddy’s just not up for cooking tonight…

Health Update (by way of a series of recent Facebook status updates (which, for the uninitiated, are how one can tell their legions of friends what’s on their mind that day, to be enjoyed, mulled over, and discussed in community):

(from 8/24) PD is capping off summer vacation at his summer home in the UW Medical Center (where I’ve spent far too much time lately; I should really just get a time-share somewhere!). This one’s just minor maintenance, nothing surgical, but requires me down there for 2-3 days this week. Ahh, the horrible food, the poor sleep, the casual nudity, the med students learning how to draw blood…how I’ve missed you so!

(from 8/27) PD is learning hospitalese: “Code Grey” means a nurse is getting attacked by some crazy patient (staying on the same floor as you); “visiting hours are over” means your awesome friends can still bring in Indian food for you; and “You’ll be in for 2, 3 days tops” means we’re keeping you through the weekend, and might let you go home late Monday (UWMC has not won my popularity poll this time around). . .

(from 8/29) PD is confirmed outta this hospital on Monday AM (by their release or my violent escape). Then, one day left of summer vacation (complete with funky headdressing I need to wear until Wed AM before work….*shiver* We have to go back to work this week, fellow Lynden staff (he says to little/no sympathy from everyone else…)

(from 8/30) PD Well, what’s the saying? A confirmation from a doctor plus $1 (or $2 or $3) will get you a cup of coffee. Very frustrating day of no doctor attention (despite much hellraising) which looks like it may lead to a 6th day what will almost certainly become my former treatment site. Praying for doctor action first, then patience if I feel charitable.

(ed note: I eventually cooled down after that post, and became more civil)

(from 8/30) PD is resting comfortably back at home, eating a giant D  family peach, and thanking God for what was eventually a quite expedient discharge process (complete with doctors running, yes running to get me out of there today), and praying that this procedure was a success (should know over the next few days). Thanks for your support & prayers, everyone!

(from 8/31) PD ‎: well, slow down P & everyone else. As nice as it is to be sprung from the joint, I can already tell that I’ve got a return engagement coming in the next month or so. The procedure clearly didn’t take (I said as I woke up to a puffy scalp filled with fluid from the leak we had supposedly fixed); next up, a relatively-minor procedure (?) to put in a shunt. Frustrating, to say the least (which I am choosing to do).


(I hope that all made sense out of context, but as I mentioned, leftovers are about all that’s happening tonight, unless you kids want to eat cereal for dinner again (which, by the way, is never an option one should present to children))


In addition to the health update, I’d like to pass along this re-run blog post of mine,which I just stumbled upon once again, and which serves well to be revisited again here at the end of a very up & down summer, from which I am mentally and emotionally taxed, yet still grateful, and at the end of which I find God saying nothing more complicated to me than, “Keep trying to seek Me in all this…”

 Hope you enjoy this post from July 6, 2009:

Have you been anywhere new lately?

On her interesting and creative blog Whimfield (which I highly recommend taking a stroll through), Host Laura-Jane recently posed the question, “Have you been anywhere new lately?”  As this has been on my mind lately, I began a rambling response to this, but soon found I needed to devote a little more space to that one:

 In response to your question, “Have you been anywhere new lately?” I sadly must reply no.  Having been treated for both a brain tumor and a subsequent infection, I’ve been grounded from driving for most of the past year (sorry, not trying to have a gripe-fest, just building to my point).  Now, with some possible setbacks upon me, I face the prospect of another perfect Pacific Northwest summer slipping through my fingers.

My point?  I, too, have been somewhat of a homebody much of my recent adulthood, and only in the past few years discovered how easy and rewarding it is just to take a quick drive to the mountains (many within an hour’s drive of my home), or even just a hour’s bike ride around the rural farm country I live near.  To that end, as I fester inside staring at said mountains, I am building up resolve to never sit and watch another perfect day just go by ungrasped; or even an imperfect day, as those are often the most memorable. 

This isn’t one of those “Boo-Hoo, I had cancer, but now I appreciate life more” kind of notes.  Just an encouragement to myself and others to be more intentional about making ourselves experience things.  Don’t wait to see how you feel Saturday morning to plan something.  Don’t sacrifice memories over a little prolonged poverty.  And, by all means, DO NOT wait for other people’s permission to live your life.  Going to movies or hiking alone are not the worst thing in the world; you’re pretty much on your own with both those things anyway, right?

It’s only July 6.  We’ve all still got plenty of time before winter comes calling again. You can sit inside and read a book all winter.  Listen to your moms, and go play outside!

Alright, kids.  Leftover night’s over!  Now, who wants dessert?

(I love this cheesy old classic, made even better by this really corny video)