~The waiting is the worst.~

Another pretty color

Another pretty color

It is warm in here. I have been sitting in this waiting room for 45 minutes. I feel as if I can’t breath and that I need to get outside. Howard is sitting next to me. He is engaged in a text chat with my brother and I am glad he is occupied. Every few minutes he looks over at me; I guess to see if I appear to be okay.

It is late in the day, 4:15 and I can feel the emotions of others whom have sat in these chairs. It is as though the room itself is sad. There are other people waiting, an elderly lady and a younger lady . The elderly ladies name is called and she heads into the “back” rooms. I can’t help but notice she is all by herself and this makes me a little sadder. The younger lady is reading a magazine, she puts it down, looks at me and says “I am getting sleepy.” I reply, “it is warm in here that will make you sleepy.”  After a few more minutes she is called in the “back”.

I pick up a magazine and try to focus on the words, but my brain isn’t working. Howard continues chatting with my brother. Finally, a beautiful lady with a warm smile invites me to follow her. Yep, in the “back”. She is friendly and I can see the fatigue she is trying to hide, it has been a long day for her. She turns and asks Howard if he is okay waiting there and tells him she will be awhile.

I am instructed to get undressed from the waist up and to put on a gown, with the opening to the front. I enter the dressing area and place my clothes in locker number eight, which is the only one available.

I am now sitting in another waiting area. The decor is calming and beautiful, the colors I notice are some of my favorite – shades of teal. As I sit down, I notice the younger lady sitting in one of the teal colored chairs. She looks up from her magazine and with a  smile tells me “it is much cooler in here!” I smile back and say “thank goodness!”

I sit here for a little while, playing with the locker key wristband, twirling it in my hands.  I am looking at the number written on the key, number eight and I think to myself, eight might be a luckily number. After all both Howard and I were born in August and we began our life together in August. We met in August!

However, I know it is not a question of luck, the science will write my final story. The coolness of the room begins to seep into my bones and I wrap, the three sizes too big, flannel gown tightly around me.

The younger lady begins a conversation, she is with her daughter who has been called back for a repeat mammogram, same as me. She tells me her daughter is worried. 

It is now time, the same beautiful lady takes charge and needs to performs her task. Sorry, she tells me, “I know this is going to be uncomfortable” as we enter another room filled with equipment. Gone are the calm colors.

After she is finished, I am again sent to the Teal Room to wait. After awhile, another lady with gorgeous red hair and a friendly smile invites me into a room with soft lighting to perform an ultrasound. She is extremely kind and I ask her how her day is going as I think to myself, this can’t be good, I need an ultrasound! 

She leaves the room when she has taken the required images and tells me she will be right back after the radiologist reviews them. I say, ” I’ll just lay here and take a nap.” She is gone what seems like a lifetime. I am thinking Howard and I should be on the road, heading to see family and friends. 

A light knock on the door, the pretty lady with the red hair enters the room and I notice right away she has a great big smile on her face. The tells me things are fine, no problems. I can’t help but cover my face with my hands and say thank goodness. She tells me with a kind voice, “go celebrate!”  I get up off the bed and tell her “I wish you could say those words to everyone you see in here.”

Back to locker number eight. Who knows, perhaps a little luck, but ultimately the science relieved my mind.

I exit from the back and I don’t see either the elderly lady or the younger lady with her daughter. I see my hubby looking at me with his beautiful blue eyes. He is trying to gage my facial expression. I hope he can see my smile. I walk over to him and give him a big hug and kiss. I whisper in his ear, “we can now begin loading the coach!”

He tells me the younger lady wanted him to tell me that her daughter is fine! I am so very happy for both of them.

Finally, I am outside, it is cooler and I can once again breathe. My experience started a week and a half ago and I am grateful it is over.

I thank the medical staff for the great job they do. I thank the innovative minds for their dedication to improving the science and I am grateful for the available technology used to help diagnose and cure cancer.

 

To those who have taken these same steps, I am happy for you.

To those who have fraught a battle and won I salute you – you are strong!

To the family and friends of those who have lost their lives to breast cancer or any cancer, I am so sorry.

~Today’s Feathered Friend-Gone Crabbing~

Western Gull

Western Gull

Western Gull looking for dinner in the surf of the Pacific Ocean

Dinner

Got a crab!

He keep dropping this crab in the ocean and picking it up again.

He keep dropping this crab in the ocean and picking it up again

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“I think I will go eat it now!”

Can just make out the crab leg

Can just make out a crab leg

Photos taken, August 3, 2014, while we were staying at Fort Steven’s State Park in Astoria, Oregon.

 

Joining Stewart at http://paying-ready-attention-gallery.blogspot.com/2014/09/wild-bird-wednesday-112-kittiwake-black.html

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Happy Birding!

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~Today’s Feathered Friend – Whimbrel~

Whimbrel

Whimbrels in Flight

Hunting

I am happy to share with you my sightings of these beautiful curlews. These photos were taken on a cloudy and windy day, July 14, 2014, while walking on the beach at Bullards Beach State Park in Bandon, Oregon.

Whimbrel

Watching

The Whimbrel is the commonest curlew, which escaped the destruction suffered by other curlews at the hands of early gunners, probably because the species migrates chiefly over water. Its nesting habitat in Canada and Alaska hasn’t been disturbed so its numbers are stable. It is easily identified by its large size, distinctive head stripes, and decurved bill. It is a monogamous breeder and occasionally nests in loose colonies. (info taken from several birding books)

 

There are four!

Gliding

Searching for food

Searching

This was my first sighting of these Whimbrels, making it number 369 on my Birding Life List. It was exciting seeing these Whimbrels searching for food and taking flight along the shore of the Pacific Ocean. It was an extra special walk, this July day, because hubby and I were were accompanied by friends.

 

Joining Stewart at http://paying-ready-attention-gallery.blogspot.com

for Wild Bird Wednesday and

 

Charlotte at http://prairiebirder.wordpress.com/2014/08/29/feathers-on-friday-134/

for Feathers-On-Friday

 

~A hike to Avalanche Lake~

Avalanche Lake

Avalanche Lake

We spent our last day visiting Glacier National Park hiking along Avalanche Creek to Avalanche Lake. It is a gorgeous, gorgeous area filled with Red Cedar, Black Cottonwood, Hemlock trees and much more. Some of these trees can live to be a 1000 years old. One can not walk among them without being in awe of their beauty and feeling their strength.

 

Sights from our hike…

Avalanche Creek

A canyon of red argillite rock

Red Berries

Red Berries along the trail.

Trail to Avalanche Lake

Moss covered forest floor

Nursery Tree

Nursery Tree

Water, the gift of life

Water, the gift of life

 

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Tall, strong, beautiful trees

Mountains surrouding Avalanche Lake

Beautiful mountains surround Avalanche Lake

Avalanche lake sits at the base of 8694-foot Bearhat Mountain, which rises almost 4800 feet above the lake towards the northeast. The mountain dominating the view towards the south is 7886-foot Little Matterhorn. If you look closely at the cliffs and mountains that surround the lake you’ll notice several long waterfalls cascading hundreds of feet as they make their way towards the lake. (info taken from the web)

 

Avalanche Lake

Three Waterfalls

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Bearhat Mountain

Avalanche!

Avalanche! Named for the numerous avalanches that roar down the surrounding mountains in the spring!

In the morning we head home. We leave Glacier with sadness, happy hearts and fond memories. Will we return? You bet!

 

~A Mossy kind of Day~

Two hikes today, John’s Lake and Trail of the Cedar’s. These two areas are spectacular!! If you ever visit Glacier, these two hikes are a must!

Beautiful clouds this morning over McDonald Lake

Beautiful clouds this morning over McDonald Lake

Lake McDonald

Lake McDonald

John's Lake

John’s Lake

John's Lake

John’s Lake

Lily Pads on John's Lake

Lily Pads on John’s Lake

A Spiker's Web we Weave

A Spider’s Web we Weave

 

Moss covered fallen tree

Moss covered fallen tree

Moss Rock

Moss Rock

Moss covered Red Cypress Tree

Moss covered Red Cypress Tree

Cedar's Trail

Trail of the Cedar’s

 

Tomorrow is our last day in Glacier National Park. We plan to go on a hike to Glacier Lake. It has been a wonderful week; experiences we will treasure the rest of our lives.

~A bride in a creek, a couple resting and a creek flowing into a lake~

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You never know what you will see when you happen to look down!

As we were walking across a bridge over McDonald Creek today in Glacier National Park, we saw a most usual sight. A bride laying in the water! I only took this one photo of her and I hope she didn’t care.

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`A new stage in life begins…

A Bride in a Creek

A Bride in a Creek

`A pair for life…

A Couple Resting

A Couple Resting

`The flow of life…

McDonald Creek flowing into McDonald Lake

McDonald Creek flowing into McDonald Lake

McDonald Creek with the bridge in the distance

McDonald Creek

McDonald Creek

McDonald Lake on a cloudy day

McDonald Lake

McDonald Lake

 

A day, in our life, spent in Glacier!