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Dear Anna Arnette: A Letter From Louisiana In Tennessee (Conclusion) by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Monday, February 21, 2005
Rated "PG" by the Author.
Louisiana finishes her email to her friend in Alaska, Anna Arnette King. She figures she'd better do some serious letter writing before she has to go into the hospital tomorrow, where she will then have her back surgery on Wednesday.
Monday, February 21, 2005 (2 days until Surgery Day--and counting...), 10:16 a.m., C.S.T.~
Dear Anna Arnette~
I am sorry if I didn't finish my letter to you, so I am about to do that now. I have been busy getting packed for my trip to the hospital, and I should be in the hospital from tomrrow until about a week from now (barring complications). My surgery is on Wednesday, so tomorrow, after I am admitted, I will be undergoing a series of pre-surgical tests, to make sure that I will be able to have the surgery. Just keep me in your prayers is all I ask; I am starting to get nervous!
I am not the only one who is nervous around here: my little red-gold Pomeranian, "Cajun Gold", knows something major is coming up, so she is sitting by my side, whimpering plaintively and looking for all the world like she is about to burst into tears (that is, if a dog could do so!); she looks so pitiful! My one daughter, Ronee' Le-Anne, who is 12, is also a nervous wreck: tomorrow, she and my husband, Bill, leave for Hollywood, California, as Ronee' is taping a segment of the show, "America's Most Talented Kids"; and her show will then be shown during the summer sometime. I know she will do well, but she is still nervous (I can't blame her, actually!); but I told her just to do her best, and she should be fine. At least Bill will be there to offer her support and encouragement! My one son, Johnny, is also worried about me; he is afraid that something will happen and that I am going to die, but I told him that he was being silly (and he wasn't helping my already frayed nerves by saying that! LOL). I will have my daughter, Dwerlina, who came in from Louisiana, to be with me during my surgery and post-surgery period, and it is good to have her here; I have missed her so much!
I have been busy answering my mail, but it seems as soon as I get one letter answered, here comes another one into my email, and then I have to answer that too in addition to all the ones I haven't answered yet! I just wrote to my other Alaska friends, Jenna Aurora Doucet and Sikik Grace Eegeesiak, and now I am writing to yet another Alaska gal (you)! I also wrote to my friends in Idaho (Erin McConnell), California (Kendra Williams and Louisa Mason), Florida (Eddie Greene and Betty Jo Ciagalore), and Diane Aguilar in Texas; I am just waiting for them to write back; and then, as soon as I am feeling better and stronger, I will write to them in response. It may take a little while, but I WILL answer them as soon as I feel more like myself!
How is the weather there in Alaska? (I know, I know...it's COLD there! LOL) Here it is rainy and yuck, really nasty weather. It's also quite windy, just a mean, grey, nasty, raw day. But I am trying to lift up my sagging spirits up by writing, and I have a feeling that I will be at the computer for a good, long while until the children come home from school. Yes, today is President's Day, but our kids have school because of snow days; they missed ten days of school on account of bad weather, so they have five days to make up. It is really a hassle for all involved, and they will even have to go to school on a Saturday to make up lost time spent in the classroom on account of the weather. They will go to school on Saturday sometime next month, like around the second week of March.
I was up with the sun this morning: I had to take Ronee' to her therapy session at the hospital (she has physical therapy every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday; she goes for two hours), and then, while Ronee' was at her therapy session, I spent the time visiting patients and taking a few medical histories. Included in the new batch of patients was this Inuk woman from Eek, Alaska (don't laugh; but that is the town's name in which she lives; it's by you guys in Anchorage!), who was beaten up by her husband. She had a broken jaw, a broken arm, several cracked ribs, and two broken legs; he really worked her over, and it is a tragic story. She is fairly stable, but she was in a lot of pain when I saw her, and my heart went out to her. Her name was Kiala Letaq, or something like that, and she was probably in her later 30's to early 40's. I pray and hope she does well, and I hope that they arrest this monster that did this malicious act to her! Such a darn shame!! Why do some people have to act like such jerks? I tell you, this world is getting crazier and crazier all the time....Anyway, Kiala was in town visiting friends when her husband went berserk-o on her and just beat the holy doo-doo out of her. She came into the hospital just yesterday, and she had just come out of surgery when I saw her early this morning while I was waiting for Ronee' to finish up with her therapy.
Well, Anna, I do hope you and Bob and the kids are all well; we are all doing very well here (considering that one is going on an airplane tomorrow and will soon be on television, and considering that another will be going to Barrow, Alaska, in a few weeks, in about a month or so, and another one--me!--is having surgery on Wednesday!), and we are trying to be upbeat about my impending surgery. In the meantime, all you can do is keep me in your prayers, and pray that I do well during the surgery--and afterwards. I will write more as soon as I am feeling better; so until then, you take care, and I will look forward to your response! God bless you too!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tennessee, Louisiana May. :)
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Monday, February 21, 2005 (2 days until Surgery Day--and counting...), 10:16 a.m., C.S.T.~
