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A day in Kiev

It is Wednesday morning 7:11.  The guys are praying upstairs without me and I don’t mind a bit.  Interacting with others right now is something I don’t mind skipping or at least having in small doses.

Gav took me to Kiev yesterday.  (Thanks, Gav.)  Had an MRI done on my head, which indicated that I’d had a stroke.  A Dr., who seemed to feel that looking people in the eyes was impolite, showed us on the MRI a part of my head which had a darkened patch on it which he said was either a blood clot or thickened blood. 

We took the MRI to the doc who had seen me last Friday and walked in on a class of students.  She used me for a live example.  It was amusing.  She confirmed the news, and then said that I’d need to 1.  have complete rest for 7-10 days, 2.  stay out of the sun and not do any strenuous physical work for the next three to six months, and 3.  take medication.  The only thing I heard was no work for three to six months.  Yikes. 

In an hour or so, I have a neighbour coming to give me two different drugs through a drip for 40 minutes.  The drugs are meant to work healing on my damaged brain… if I understand it correctly.

I’m still talking slow and stumble over words.  My coordination is not crash hot, either.  It is assumed that if I take the medication, those things will improve again over time.  How much time?  Not sure.  For some reason, I expect that it will be a few weeks.  I’ll keep posting.  Time is something I have right now.


Talk about a bother!  I’m relaxing though!

Yesterday morning I awoke and instead of walking unsteadily to the kitchen for a coffee, I staggered to the kitchen for a coffee.  It wasn’t long before I suspected something was wrong.  I drove down to the bazaar with Pris and nearly had three accidents.  I talked to people with an exaggerated drawl in Russian… because I couldn’t do anything else.  It didn’t take me long to come to the conclusion that I’d had another stroke… with this one affecting my motor skills and speech instead of eyesight.  If it wasn’t so serious, it would be pretty funny.  I sound… like a Texan!  I guess it’s one more adventure! 

Bruce took me to the Dr’s in Kiev and she confirmed suspicions.  True to form, she suggested hospital, but also true to form, I declined that adventure.  I’ll rest at home and should be getting something through a drip all this week and an MRI on my head Monday.  A neighbor used to be a nurse and she’ll come down each day. 

The ladies are having whatever the female equivalent of a buck’s night is upstairs tonight.  They sound like they are having a wild time!  80’s theme.  Wish I could post some pics, but I doubt they’d let me near them with a camera.  Not sure I want to see more than I already have, anyway. 

Today, the lads went off to another town to play soccer.  Jesse came home and reported that the foreigner team lost all three games they played.  He enjoyed himself though.  And it was good for the guys to spend more time with the students.

Time to do some more relaxing… 


I am sitting in Bruce and Deb’s lounge-room with about 20 other people, and if I’m right, we are all at various stages of becoming uncomfortably hot.  There are eight students here from the tech-college enjoying their first experience with a “kinect”… if that is what it is called.  We just watched a message about the size of the earth in relation to the sun and a few other stars and marveled that God would think about us.  All but one of the students don’t yet know Jesus personally, so it was a great subject… which Bruce followed up with a challenge to get to know Him personally.

The camp last week was tops.  32 guys went away to a camp up near Chernobyl.  I felt like God blessed a lot.  We are writing a newsletter which we’ll post out if we can get our comp and printer fixed after the power surge of last Friday.  Actually, we’ll post it out even if we don’t get them fixed, but it will be later rather than sooner.  :)

Here’s a thought which has kept cropping up in my mind the last few days.  If Jesus was to appear in the flesh before a group of us, what would be the reaction of different people and what would be my reaction?  I thought about it as I read the story of Bartimaeus this morning and then again as we began to sing praises and worship God.  You got time to think about this?  If Jesus were to appear in the flesh when you are out tomorrow, what would be your reaction?

OK… night over.  Everyone is going home.

Enjoy life!  Live it with Jesus.

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