"If providence did beards devise,
To prove the wearers of them wise,
A fulsome goat would then, by nature,
Excel each other human creature." - Thomas D'Urfey

Thursday, May 10, 2012

There and Back Again

Good morning!  Well, tomorrow is the day.  The Goatmother is scheduled for surgery. (Excuse me.  I have to check my brain a minute.  No, that is correct.  It IS tomorrow.  My how time flies when you're not having fun.)  We didn't have any news from the rabbit hole experience yesterday, so we are hoping against hope that means nothing more has changed.  Of course today is another day, as Scarlett implied, but I guess we'll cross that particular bridge if and when we come to it.  So tomorrow is likely to be a rather long day, but if all goes as planned, it will be just a lumpectomy and hopefully nothing more drastic. (Ha!  Listen to me.  'Just' a lumpectomy.  Still, in my defense, given any of the alternatives, 'just' seems to fit.)  Plus it is scheduled to be done as an outpatient procedure and the Goatmother has been delirious that she doesn't have to stay and can sleep in her very own bed.  I understand that as I can't imagine being comfortable anywhere but my nice little hay-padded corner of the barn.  (Unless it is another hay-padded corner of the barn because Ella is having one of her infamous picky-snits and has decided MY corner looks better than hers.  Oy.).

Anyway, The Goatmother is naturally a bit apprehensive.  I think it might be somewhat like knowing someone else is going to be doing the feeding and wondering whether or not they will have been informed about the absolute necessity of passing out Peanuts.  Something like that anyway.

So we are ever hopeful.  The Universe even lent us a bit of hand with that since yesterday the Goatmother walked down to the barn and there were five new little baby ducks paddling about in the pond.  New life.  My highly developed, masterful philosophizing brain says this is an omen.  (However, I can't help but think this is adding to the literal hoard of UrDuck-H'ai we already have to endure.   On the up side, at least they are a whole lot cuter, and peeping isn't nearly as annoying as quacking.)

So, my friends, since modern medicine has not advanced far enough to actually allow goats to enter the hospital, yet, I'll be waiting tomorrow just like you.  Rest assured, I will inform you at the earliest possible time.  We are not proud.  Any and all, prayers, positive energy, healing thoughts, good wishes - even downright begging,  welcomed here with open arms.  Yes, we are a little scared.  But as our friend Turbo would say, that's just STUPID.  Human beings have this magic ability.  They can be afraid of what is to come.  They can build it up in their mind and their feeble mind will take them to the worst possible scenario.  But the truth of the matter, the magic part, is that when they actually come face to face with reality, they deal.   They simply deal.   And usually they do it quite admirably.  Who knew?

"It's a dangerous business, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no telling where you might be swept off to." - Bilbo Baggins


P.S.   Any of you with a blog, I am working on getting you onto my blog link list in the side bar.  I want to acknowledge you. I think it might be a long list eventually.  If you aren't there yet, you will be.  It is just that Blogger doesn't cooperate (as you may well know if you have a Blogger blog) and time and frustration levels are at a premium just now.  Eventually you will be there, however.  And if at some point down the road, you look and you are not there, please let me know.  But give me a little time first. :) A rainbow of blessings on each and every of your heads!  

27 comments:

Faith said...

And a rainbow of blessing right back at ya! I just pictured my big rainbow granny stripe wrapped all around the Goatmother, her family and of course you Marigold....it is pretty big you know!

Be thinking of you and yours tomorrow, I pray that you feel the comfort of knowing how much each of us care for you and are thinking and praying for you. I pray that the surgeon will have clear focus and you get the best care available....xxx

"Auntie" sezzzzzz... said...

With everything that's going on, you take time to worry about getting your Blog List listed properly, etc.

But ya' know, I'm going to take that as a good sign. When you are worrying about getting your Blog List *right,* you are not worrying about other things. Yes my Dear, that's a good sign. "Auntie" sezzzzzz...

Good wishes and helpful vibrations and all those good things, galore. Along with lots and lots of gentle hugs.

Oh wonderful, that you get to come home and sleep in your own bed! Yes, little/big things like that, are important. And to be thought about.

Well, most anything, short of world anialation (spelling???), is a good thing to think about, when you want to worry... As 'Marigold' might well say.

Gentle hugs...

"Oh! yet
Stands the church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?"

~Rupert Brooke

Marigold said...

Dear Faith,
Your comment has moved the Goatmother to more tears. Surprise, surprise! :) I think we need to buy stock in the Kleenex company because we are certainly keeping them in business! Blessings to you!

Marigold said...

Dear Auntie,
Thank you, thank you a thousand times over. Those hugs and wishes are most welcome. And by the way, we LOVE your hair cut. :)

Queen Quattra said...

Dear Marigold, thank-you so much for keeping up posted to the goings on of your Goatmother...as if you didn't have enough on your mind and spirit as it is...you know, like..are you still going to get your peanuts, etc.!!
You tell her that we will all have our BUTTS on tomorrow...that sounded weird, didn't it? BUTT, you totally know what I'm talking about!!
Sending good goatie (and human) healing vibes your way!! And hugs too...yeah, you can send those through the airways!! :)

Candy C. said...

I'm glad it will be an outpatient procedure, so much nicer to be able to go home at the end of the day! I will definitely be thinking of the Goatmother tomorrow and sending healing thoughts!! {{HUGS}}

goatfarmer said...

It will be a beautiful sunny day tomorrow. Another omen!

Melodie said...

I will be praying,starting right now.

DebH said...

I pray all goes right, well and perfect! Good vibes sent your way! Positive thinking has been working for me this year..but every once in awhile when I feel a little bit of dread seeping in...I am quick to smack it on the head. It works. Worry is not good and while I know it is impossible right now, limit those thoughts. They never seem to happen anyway and what the Hay..Life is good! Just go out and give those goats a hug...it works wonders!!

Marigold said...

Dear Queen Quattra,
I am so glad to know you will all have your butts on tomorrow. I'd just hate to lose my butt. Thank you hundreds of Peanuts worth for your words!!!!

Marigold said...

Dear Candy C.,
Thank you a million times over for your thoughts and your hugs! They are VERY much appreciated. Maybe even more than Peanuts and that is saying quite a lot!

Marigold said...

Dear GoatFarmer,
Yes, that sun is a shinin' here! Yay! So much better! We choose to see it as an omen too! Hugs and thanks!

Marigold said...

Dear Melodie,
Thank you! I think I can hear those prayers on the wind! Oh, wait, maybe that IS the wind. I'll listen harder. :) Blessings back to you for your caring!

Marigold said...

Dear DebH,
Thank you! We are thinking as positive as possible! With all this help, something is bound to work right. Blessings back to you as well! Yep. Worry? As Barney Fife used to say, "Nip it in the bud. In. The Bud!" Only maybe in this case it might be 'Nip it in the BUTT!'

Terry said...

Tomorrow you will worry on the way to the hospital, but you will be on outrageous drugs afterwards. Possibly as stupefying as a full jar of peanuts. Enjoy it while it lasts, then ask for a few more.

Marigold said...

Dear Terry,
Nothing can be as stupefying as a full jar of Peanuts. Nothing. Still, it is good to know that the Goatmother will be feeling no pain. I only hope it doesn't turn her mouth on. Those kinds of things tend to make her even more verbose than normal - and that is saying something. Thank you for your well wishes. Blessings on you!

Ginnie said...

My prayers and good thoughts are going to Goatmother (and the rest of the crew).

Kelly said...

Much Love and Prayers and Peanuts heading your way.

staples said...

Many supportive long-distance butts from New Zealand. We are thinking of you.

Marigold said...

Dear Ginnie
Thank you!

Dear Kelly,
Thank you!

Dear Staples,
Thank you!

The biggest rainbow of blessings to you all!

Mrs. Micawber said...

That darn Blogger - somehow I keep missing my friends' posts and this is one I particularly didn't want to miss!

I hope that by the time the Goatmother reads this she's home again and as comfortable as possible. Give her a Peanut from me, and tell her that the prayers continue to flow upwards.

Snowcatcher said...

Well, I suppose you are home and resting now; I have been on the road and didn't have access until now. (And i'm doing this on my iPhone,ion my tent, in the dark, so I hope like heck it's legible.). I hope everything went smoothly, and I hope they did indeed give you good drugs... I mean... peanuts... Many happy thoughts coming your way, and you are in our thoughts and prayers!

Kristi, Live and Love...Out Loud said...

My thoughts and prayers are with you as you recover. I hope that your results will be as favorable as mine were two weeks ago...

Ginnie said...

Marigold, I hope at this hour Goatmother is all tucked into her bed: comfy, cozy, and relieved. That is my wish, and my prayer.

Marigold said...

Dear Ginnie,
Blessings on you! Somebody hears. :)

Marigold said...

Dear Kristi,
Two weeks ago? We are so sorry if you are having to travel this bumpy road. We wish for you, all the kindness, generosity, good wishes and positivity that has been extended to the Goatmother. Do you have a blog??? The Goatmother would love to travel the road by your side in some small way.

Marigold said...

Dear Snowcatcher,
And you don't even like that small, small keyboard! Thank you so much for all you have done. We are especially thankful for your thighs because, you know, you can obviously kick some mean butt! I'm just sayin'...