Hello everyone,

 

Just wanna keep updating you all on Chris aka Two_of_Six. I finally had a chance to talk to him this week. He's doing as well as can be expected considering what he just went through. He doesn't remember much at all. He has to be told repeatedly who is who and what is what. He was discharged from the hospital on April 5th. He isn't happy that he has a pacemaker but happy to be out of the hospital. I had been asked to help jog his memory and it was so hard the first time I tried. I cried for what it seemed like forever! I'll get into that in a bit.

Christopher's left arm I believe it is, is immobile and he will need physical therapy for that. He isn't able to walk on his own just yet. His husband and father help him get around. He was given crutches to move about, but because his one arm isn't moving at all, he isn't able to use the crutches at all. He told me he still sleeps a lot. We did a Q&A game with each other. This is where my heartbreak began.

When I asked him if he knew me, he wasn't sure but he thought I was a nice person. As time went on, he kinda remembered me but only remembered being friends for years. He had no idea that I was his fiancee sometime ago. Something sparked in his head and he remembered calling me a nickname that no one knows about. It made me happy that he suddenly remembered that, but he still had no idea why he used to call me that. He asked me to tell him and I didn't know what to do. I didn't wanna tell him who I was to him a long time ago. I was chatting to his uncle who is a doctor and I asked him what to do.

He told me to go ahead and tell him the truth, but I knew that would upset him. Still, I went ahead and told him the truth cause there was really no other way around it. So, when I told him who I was, he got upset and started to flip out. He kept saying, "I wanna go home now" over and over. They were still in Ireland at the time and I didn't want him going back to England the same day he got discharged from the hospital. I thought it would be too risky for him and too long of a trip to take too soon. Luckily, they listened to me and didn't go home that day. So, he ended up in a seizure after that.

I got upset and his husband was talking to me while his dad was helping Chris. He kept telling me that it wasn't my fault and to calm down. I was already upset before cause it was heartbreaking to me that he couldn't remember me at first. After he was ok from the seizure, we kept chatting and he wanted me to ask him questions so I did. Tonight, we worked some more on jogging his memory. I showed him pictures of friends we have in common and he only recognized 2 people but that's a start. We also did numbers 1-10, I had him tell me the order they go 1,2,3. You get the idea! I also had him spell out the numbers. It took him 3 tries to get it right which isn't too bad.

Helping him to get back to normal is gonna take sometime but I am not giving up on him. It breaks my heart each time we chat, but together we will get through this. He is like a little boy learning things all over again. I am not really someone to have patience, but this is too important to me and I will be patient with him. I've always been there for Chris through good times and bad. I am hoping he will never remember the bad things between us. Who knows? Right now, it feels like we went back to 2003 when we first met and fell in love. We like each other all over again but differently this time around. After all he is married to someone else. We can't get back what we once had.

Anyway, the point is, he is doing well. He is able to recognize some things like his dogs and books. I had to tell him where he was from cause he couldn't remember that. He even remembered stuff about my family. I think Chris will be back to himself in a short time. Specially when I am doing all I can to make him remember all that he can. I am not pushing him too much of course, even though he insists that I do that. Still, I will not make him do too much as it is too soon. So, this is it! If anything else happens I will let you all know. Thank you for your prayers and for reading this!

I flew to London on January 21st. It was an overnight flight so I landed there on January 22nd. My flight from Philadelphia was 6 hours long. I slept maybe 3 hours on the plane. I was really excited when I got there but the exhaustion caught up with me later on. Before I go any further, I wanna back up a bit and tell you how things went at home before I left.

I was all set to go so I sat around hours waiting for my ride to the airport. When my ride got here, I felt anxious and sad. I even had second thoughts but I knew I had to take this trip. I had many reasons for wanting to go. I am glad I did even if it didn't turn out as I wanted to. I'll explain that on my next post which I'll probably title "London Trip: Disappointments".

As I was getting ready to leave, I went up to my grandma and hugged her. She didn't hug me back nor speak to me and that really hurt my feelings. I walked out the door in tears but she didn't see me like that. I didn't want her to. I got in the car and we left. It was snowing heavily that day. I was worried about delays but thankfully that didn't happen.

It was about 2pm when I left my house and by about 4pm I was already at the airport. By the time I went through check-in etc it was 5pm and my flight was for 9:30pm. So I sat hours at the airport doing nothing. I didn't mind waiting all that time. I kept thinking about the friends I wanted to go see and the places I knew I'd get to see.

I'll post pictures later. My friend Christine @shopgirl_london posted a few pictures that we took in London if you wanna go check it out. It should open in a new window so you don't lose this one. Anyway, she is the girl I went to visit. We had met online 8 years ago and always wanted to meet. She is married with children so it was impossible for her to make the trip here and I always wanted to see London so I made the trip.

When I landed at the Heathrow Airport, I went through Immigration and that was annoying. The woman asked questions totally irrelevant to the reasons why I was there. I told her I was there to meet and visit a friend. This is how the interrogation went...

 

Immigration lady: What did you come here for?
Me: I am here to meet and visit a friend.
Immigration lady: Who is your friend?
Me: Her name is Christine (Surname)
Immigration lady: Christine (Surname)? Does she work?
Me: Yes, she does.
Immigration lady: What does she do?
Me: She works for Tesco.
Immigration lady: Is she married?
Me: Yes, she is married.
Immigration lady: Does her husband work?
Me: Yes, he does.
Immigration lady: Any children?
Me: Yes, one daughter and another child on the way.
Immigration lady: Are you here to look after her kids?
Me: No, I just told you I am here to visit my friend.
Immigration lady: Have you met before?
Me: No, this is our first time meeting.
Immigration lady: How did you meet?
Me: We met online.
Immigration lady: Have you been here before?
Me: No, this is my first time in England.
Immigration lady: Has she been to America before?
Me: No, she hasn't.
Immigration lady: How long have you known each other?
Me: About 8 years.
Immigration lady: And you never met before?
Me: No, we never have.
Immigration lady: Do you have a return ticket?
Me: No, but it's in the system.
Immigration lady: You're here till March?
Me: Yes.
Immigration lady: How much money do you have on you?
Me: $800 on me and the rest in my bank account.
Immigration lady: Do you work?
Me: No, I am on disability.
Immigration lady: Did your friend pay for your ticket?
Me: No, I paid myself.
Immigration lady: I see. How did you get money for this trip?
Me: I saved for it all this time.
Immigration lady: I see. Have you got her number?
Me: Yes, here it is.
Immigration lady: Ok, stay here. I'll be back in 5 minutes, gonna call your friend.
Me: Ok.

I waited for the woman to come back LONGER than 5 minutes. She was gone nearly an hour! She had an attitude and I just hated her! So when she came back, she told me she talked to Christine and that my friend was waiting for me. She went on to say that I am allowed in the country till March 25th which was my departure date. Then she went on to say that if I don't leave by then I will be deported. NO KIDDING! So I said, "I understand that" and left to meet my friend. 

Well, I made this long enough for now. Next time I will blog about my meeting with Christine and how it was for me the first 2 weeks I was there. I will have pictures later like I said before. We took about 1,000 pictures but I am not gonna post them all lol. I'll choose my favorites and post them instead. If you got this far, thank you for reading! Till next time Xanga! 

Happy Birthday to my son Stevie who celebrates 8 years of his life today. He's a funny kid. He asked his dad to make him a cake and cupcakes to take to school for his birthday. So his dad baked everything he wanted last night lol. Chris aka two_of_six, said he felt like Betty Crocker lol. I wish I could have been there! I'll be seeing them in January and I can't wait.

For those of you who might be confused, Chris and I had a long distance relationship for 4 years. His son was pretty much abandoned by his mom when he was about 2 years old. So, the only mom he knew was me really and so he called me "mummy" (mommy) from the moment he learned to speak and still does now even though I am no longer with his dad. I love him as if he were mine and that will never ever change. He loves me too.



HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY SWEET BABY BOY, MUMMY LOVES YOU SO MUCH!

Where I live.









This is Sunny and he is Flora's brother.


I love his blue eyes!


This is Princesa. (Princess)





This is Flora. (Flower)


This is Daisy, she is about 3 months old. I love her eyes! Blue in the daylight and green at night.



I hope you all enjoy the pictures!

UPDATE FOR 10/10/11: Steve is having surgery and chemo next Friday. He is also having dialysis twice a week probably till he has the transplant. He will be in the hospital for a week. Please continue to pray for him. Thank you all!


Dear friends,

I know I haven't been around much and I am sorry for that but, I just couldn't bring myself up to write yet another heartbreaking post. This one is the hardest yet. As I am sitting here I am trying hard not to cry. I wish I could turn my brain off and close my eyes forever so I do not have to endure the pain I am in now. I am sitting here in disbelief of what I am about to type here.

Taking a deep breath here....My fiance Steve has Stage 2 Bladder Cancer. All this time we believed his kidney failure had to do with his diabetes. He wasn't even checked out properly when he had renal scans. So he had no idea there was anything wrong with his bladder. He starts chemo this week. He is still having dialysis. He will have a kidney transplant soon after he is done with treatments.

I believe he will have radiation as well. I am definitely heading to England to be with him. I am trying to be strong for him and be supportive. Thankfully he is keeping positive about all this. He needs all the love and support his family, friends and I can give him. He was already told he wouldn't last a year. I hope that's not true! I know God won't take him from his daughters and I.

I keep praying that God heals him so he can continue to be the wonderful father that he is. So he can continue to watch his daughters grow. Deana is 16 and Isabella is 4 years old. They need and love their father. As for myself, I can't imagine my life without him but I am not making this about me at all. I've never been selfish. I just want his daughters to have their father alive and well.

It is all I am asking for. As for you my friends, I ask that you please pray for Steve and his family. Please REC this post so that people can read this and pray for him. He needs all the prayers he can get. Thank you all for taking the time to read this. I love you all! Blessings.

San