I know I’ve said this before, but your attitude and approach is truly inspirational.

If your Dad would just send each of us some of his clothes/wash, we will wash, dry, fold and send back…
Can you see them down at the post office when he comes in with several weeks worth of wash in separate packages…giggle…
Hang in there kiddo…we’re all pulling for you!

Now, now, don’t let circumstances lead you around by the nose ring. You can too expect much. Expect a miracle. We ask and believe and we get what we ask for. The only exception being if the petition differs from the plan of God. In that case..so be it. Kicking against the will of God just ain’t good, but until you know what that is..expect what you will. 🙂 Praying, believing and blabbing about it. 😉

Sending thoughts of strength.
Imagining your spirit as a mighty redwood, your roots strengthening not only you, but the earth around you.

Your courage and verve for life is awe-inspiring. Your note about the housekeeper is such a fine example of your ability to turn the art of living into a true work of art in spirit.

As all of us wish, I too wish I could send you strength and healing. I can and do send you prayers and warm thoughts.

Beth

Hoping these good feelings bring good healing! I’m so wishing I could be at Stitches West with you… but I believe you’ll make it there.

Hi Alison! I just found out about your troubles this morning in TWIR. I am so sorry to hear you are in pain and having such difficulty. I am praying for you right now and will continue. All my love!

Hello Alison:

Just wanted to say hello and tell you how fervently we pray for you.

Much love,

Russ and the whole Hancock Family

Go Humira, go!! Do your stuff, quickly and efficiently.

I’m glad you’re attracting kind professionals. (And quivet? Sigh…)

Prayers are like the snow in Montreal right now: pouring! I ask everybody around me who believes in the power of prayers to have one for you – and I do take the time to tell them what I know of you: your generosity, your patience, your passion. Of course, I do show off your book every chance I have. *wink*

I’m glad you are surrounded with positive thinking and smiles even in this difficult period.

Take great care of yourself, as best you can anyway.

Much love sent your way!

Suzanne

I started reading your blog when was recovering from a knee replacement a few months ago and you have been reeling from ups and downs like a yo-yo. You have been very brave and your persistence in hanging onto life is admirable and miraculous.
I understand the need to live and the need to knit both yourself and shawls. Persistence is a trait all knitters have in abundance.
My nephew has Crohn’s and has had 2 surgeries that were 10 years apart. The deal is, for him, he has been very healthy and strong between those times. You haven’t sounded like a good surgery candidate since you have been so weak, but why are you avoiding it so ardently? Can it really be worse than you are already suffering? Just a thought, as it is really none of my business. Several years of health in exchange for recovery time seems to me to beat the pants off many months of suffering and still being in the same precarious position.
I’m sending love and healing thoughts to you no matter what your decisions are and hopes the Humira works your miracle.
I seem to be the lonely voice of not relying on ‘what God wants’, but hedging your bet with the miracle of surgery, Have you heard the story:
A man is in a flood and is standing on his roof hoping for God to provide for him. Another man comes by in a canoe and tells the first man to hop in. Man # 1 says no, he’s waiting for the Lord to guide him. The water is now so high it has touched to the middle of the roof peak and someone in a rowboat comes by and offers to let him in. Again the man says no, he is waiting on the Lord to guide him. Pretty soon the water is to the peak of the roof and a helicopter drops a rope to the man and he waves it away because he feels the Lord will save him. The water rises further and washes him away and he drowns. The man goes to Heaven and he meets the Lord and asks why he wasn’t saved and the Lord says”What was your problem? I sent you 2 boats and a helicopter!”
The trick to life is recognizing the boats and helicopters when they come — which isn’t easy.
I hope you know I am not sending this with critical thoughts, as I realize you have thought about all these decisions again and again. I am worried for you and wanting you better and am sending this with tons of love and hope and concern.I’m not so good with prayers, but my doctors are.
Go Humira, go Allison. Love,

It seems every time I sit down to post, the kids act up. This is yet another of those times. This time though, I’m going to post! Hugs, hugs, hugs and prayers for you Alison.

Whew, made it this time!

Nancy

I love you sweet friend!
You are an incredible example to follow.
I keep you in my heart…sending love and Angels to care for you.
Your Dad is lovely….

My first thought on reading “Oomingmak” was something along the lines of “you totally made that name up.”

I think if you can’t make Stitches they should bring Stitches to you. What group of doctors will be able to stand up to a group of determined knitters who have needles and know how to use them? Let the knitters storm Stanford.

I should admit that I’m not really a praying person in a religious sense, but I am following your harrowing ordeal, sending you best wishes, and, yes, saying a daily “Please, God, help Alison get better.” Pagan prayers work, too! Yes, life is good, and bless you for finding the good in all this. You’re a strong woman.

Maybe their reassuring you that they are not a barbershop quartet is to ensure you will not try to remain awake during surgery in case they break into song?

My congregation’s not your flavour, but our prayers go out to you weekly just the same.

::hugs:: Just read your dad’s comment, he’s so sweet.
Glad you received some light from all of your accomplishments! You are a celebrity 🙂