Archive for March, 2010

Now What?

March 13, 2010

What a glorious day! Sunny, and windy and bright! I could jump about all over the place! I could eat pancakes til I pop! I could float on a string of balloons!  I am just like a monkey in a tree!

 OH! I AM a monkey! But I almost never go in a tree. So today, I am going to climb one. Stand back!

Hi there!

Vacation Monkey and his brother came with me. We smelled the blossoms and felt the wind in the fur on our face. It was delightful.

Now this is what I call fun!

I remember hearing that if a cat gets caught in a tree, the firemen come to save it. Now, I have never seen a cat NOT be able to get out of a tree.

 I think that is only in movies. I wonder if they will come if a monkey gets caught in a tree.

I'm waiting.

They won’t.

We're still waiting.

But we really have had a very nice day.

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Meeting Rudy

March 8, 2010

You’re maybe not going to believe this, but I got to meet someone special last week, who I had heard about.  I learned about a little boy named Rudy, who has his own blog, called Rudy’s Beat, and who has some tricky things going on with his heart and lungs and such, and at first I didn’t understand it all. But the main thing I DID understand about him, was that he loves monkeys! AND that he has a special friend, named Paci-Monkey who has a full time job as this little guy’s pacifier! I thought this was an amazing thing for a monkey to do, so I just had to meet them somehow. 

I got an invitation to go to  Rudy’s house, and go on in and meet him and play with him myself. When I got there, things were sort of different than I had expected, and I didn’t know what to do!

Woah! Hello!

It turns out Rudy is not just a regular little guy. He is hooked up to a machine that makes some noises.

What does this do?

And he can’t talk because there is a little hole in his throat for a sort of a slim  hose, and when he laughs or cries, no sounds come out! I almost freaked out and had to go home, because I had never met anyone like this before. I hate to admit it, but I was sort of scared at first.

I can't believe they just left me here with him!

But the lady had given me a ride, and she and Rudy’s mom were laughing and talking like nothing was wrong. So I decided there must not be anything wrong, and I decided to see what I could see.

Right away I got to meet Paci-Monkey, who told me all about Rudy.

My new friend, Paci-Monkey

 He told me about how Rudy was born with only one half of a heart, and that the doctors gave him a little in-between helper thing in his heart , so he can grow up and then later have another operation and hopefully he will be able to keep growing up all strong and big!

Paci-Monkey told me that the thin tube is oxygen, because he needs all he can get.  It sends good fresh oxygen right into his throat for him to breathe, through a tube in his trachea.

I snuck a peak at his trach.

He can’t make sounds with his voice, but his smile and eyes do all the talking for him!

I think he likes me.

Paci-Monkey absolutely adores Rudy, and he showed me why.

So this is what you do!

Paci-Monkey is easy for Rudy to hold, and he can grab on and jam the Pacifier in whenever he wants!  Paci-Monkey told me he would rather hang out with Rudy than eat bananas all day long!

Paci loves his job!

When our visit was about over, I couldn’t believe it, but they gave me a special present! A MONKEY friend to bring home and live with the rest of us! His name is Hospital Monkey, because he is exactly like the special kind of Monkey that will go with Rudy the next time he goes to the hospital. It’s because he is easy to clean and keep sterile, so no dirt or boogers  germs get in the hospital room.

So great to meet you, Hospital Monkey!

We got to take a group photo of the other monkeys at Rudy’s house. I believe we are actually cousins.

A crowd of monkeys is always a good time.

I had such a good time. Now, just like Paci-Monkey, I love my good friend Rudy, too.

It's official. We are friends.

Dorothy

March 2, 2010

All the monkeys are making more noise now and jumping all about again.

We had been quiet on purpose like we were one day last May.

This is all because now the man’s mother died on January 26.

She was 75 years old. Her name is Dorothy Ann.

Dorothy with her daughter, granddaughter & great grandson

She had a famous disease which no one knows hardly anything about.

It was named after the  famous baseball player Lou Gehrig.

The doctor called it Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS).

Dorothy was so talented.

She made things with wood and reupholstered furniture. She made amazing quilts.

She painted and read literature. She studied the Bible and prayed every day.

She taught her 6 kids to cook and sew and climb trees safely and eat lots of bananas.

She had a cactus garden. Cactus! I have only one word to say about that: Ouch!

Wow! Those scary cactus can be quite beautiful.

Her husband Donald loved his family. He worked hard and was a very good provider. He was a university scholar and composed a lot of choral music for their church.

Don enjoyed being with others

Don died suddenly and unexpectedly 3 years ago.

After that, Dorothy started to get mysteriously weaker. She tried so hard to stay healthy and well. She always ate right and exercised. She didn’t even drink a beer!

Finally, Dorothy got so tired and worn out from that horrible disease that she was going to starve herself to end it.  But she didn’t have to, because the Lord was gracious to her all the way to the end.  Her brother and sisters had come to visit her and one day while they were all with her talking, Dorothy quietly slipped off ahead of them.

Dorothy Ann

And when life draws to its even
And the day of man is past,
They shall all go home to heaven,
Home at last.