Scoles Sibling Meal

Last Thursday evening, I went with Daddy and Mother to Charlie's Chicken in Miami, OK to a Scoles Sibling pre-reunion meal. Most of my siblings also went too. This shows my daddy and his sisters: Ruth, Leona, Barbara (Bea).

Two more of his sisters: Joyce and Elsie. There is one more sister, Doris, who was not able to come. Daddy's two brothers and one other sister are already in heaven.

My uncles: Marvin (Elsie), Gene (Ruth) and Franklin (Joyce)

The whole group of Daddy and Mother and his siblings and their spouses.
Back: Franklin and Joyce Conley, Elsie and Marvin Spohn, Gene Spohn, Rex Scoles
Front: Leona Moore, Barbara Wimer, Ruth Spohn, Wanda Scoles

My aunts are really funny and delightful. They told stories about when they were young (a long time ago) about their school teachers and neighbors. They also gave gifts to each other. This is the main time they get together in the year. I was glad to get to go to this Sibling Meal. For years I have heard about the fun they have, and this was my first opportunity to witness it!

Miscellaneous pictures from our trip to Joplin

Except for Jeffrey and Jason, the rest of us went to Joplin, MO for last weekend. It was a busy time because of the Scoles sibling meal, Woods Reunion, my daddy, Rex Scoles's retirement from ministry, and packing in family time.
This is a picture of my mother and me in the nursery at the church where the reunion took place.

My sister, Brenda and me at Mother and Daddy's house. We used to look more alike, before I got a wig.

Brenda's kids: Andrew, Rebekah, and Leah

Here Quil is trying on my wig. Both of my grandsons were very intrigued by Grandma's lack of hair. If I didn't have it on, "Where is your hair?" If I had it on, "Are you going to take it off?"

Micah taking a turn with the wig. He looks like a doll.

Mother babysat these young men when they were little boys. Joe Austin Finn and his wife, Dallas, on the left, and Ben Bastings on the right. They came to the retirement party and it was so good to see them again, all grown up. Our kids used to wear hand-me downs from Joe and his brother, Jared. Their family was so generous to pass on their clothes to our boys.

My niece Leah, relaxing on the back step of the church, after the retirement party.

My brother, Lyndell, and his daughter, Mandy.

Lyndell's wife, Sharen, waving goodbye.

Beth and I at the reunion.

Donation to Locks of Love

In preparation for losing my hair due to chemotherapy, I decided to donate a lot of it to Locks of Love. I did not want it to be wasted, since it could be used for something worthwhile. This picture is before cutting the Locks of Love braid off.

My friend, Suzanne, came over to help cut it off and even up the remaining hair.

I left the front and sides longer than the back so I could comb the front in my usual way for a little while longer.

I took my 33 inches of hair donation to the Post Office to mail, the day after starting chemotherapy.

Janet's Inevitable Hair Removal

On Friday and Saturday June 17-18, it became quite obvious that Janet's hair was falling out, right at the predicted time after her first round of chemo.
So, we picked a rare time when everybody was at home to take it all off for her. Jason indignantly declined the offer to actually wield the scissors or clippers, but he faithfully captured a video of the entire ordeal; thanks, Jason.
Jeff began, then took turns with Beth, Emily, and finally Rowen.


Only once did Janet yield to her emotions, which we all were feeling...



It was a sad time, but we tried to keep each other cheerful. Janet has diligently taught our children, from their early childhood, to 'do the next thing'. There is always a 'next thing to do', so as a family we often remind ourselves and each other, to just 'do the next thing'. As we began the removal of Janet's hair, she resolutely reminded us again, that it was time to do the next thing, which was to remove her hair, as completely as possible with hair clippers. We decided not to actually shave her imperfect scalp, at least at this time.

Janet now is experimenting with wig, scarf, cap, and hat options. As I write this, she is still undecided as to her favorite, but it is less than 24-hours since her scalp has been exposed to the elements.
We have been having trouble with a plague of rabbits eating the tender green bean plants in our garden. Upon "Google-ing" the problem this week, I discovered that some people have successfully repelled rabbits by placing human hair around their garden. So, the last of Janet's hair to be removed was strewn among our precious beans plants.

First Nadir Update

I went for my lab work today on what was supposed to be my low point "nadir" of blood counts. Thank the Lord my counts were good; the Neulasta shot was effective in stimulating my bone marrow! The girls and I had a series of errands to run and found other places (since we are here, we should stop there...) to go and were away from home all day. As a result, I am "worn to a frazzle" (Lum n Abner quotation) tonight and want to take a shower and go on to bed! The doctor gave me advice on what to take to prevent some of the side effects I weathered through this past cycle. I will be interested to know if following this advice to the letter will help. I'll let you know... I am thankful for all the strength, health, and well-being I have been given by God in direct answer to many people's prayers. All the time, God is good.
Love and thanks,
Janet Albertson

First Chemo treatment June 6, 2011

These pictures are actually from June 7, when I got a liter of fluid and a shot, but they show what it is like.

Yesterday I had my first chemo treatment. I had to be stuck twice in my port; because of swelling from the recent port surgery, the first needle was not long enough to get deep into the port. The good news is that the numbing cream I put on an hour before the procedure worked great and I did not feel either poke. The second needle was an inch long and was able to access the port without problems. My labwork was drawn and then I received several medicines to help my experience with the chemo: steroid, anti-reaction meds, anti-nausea meds, normal saline flushes between each one. My nurse was Kathy. She was fun and kind and I enjoyed her. Also got acquainted just a bit with April, who is the other nurse in the room. Rowen went with me for the whole time yesterday and got to sit in a recliner also. We were visited by Patti, a patient navigator, who brought applications (homework) for us to fill out to tap into monies that are available through foundations to help with breast cancer treatment expenses. Even with "good" insurance, there are still a lot of expenses (out of pocket maximum; also we've found out that co-pays continue every time you step into the care facilities, even after out-of-pocket is passed, all the traveling to and from, etc.) So we are thankful for the opportunities to get some help. (I didn't write an update last night because we were doing all that homework. We had to get copies together of lots of financial information and medical expenses, etc, besides filling out 6 forms.)

After all the premeds, each of the two chemo drugs I'm getting (Taxotere and Cytoxin) were given over an hour each, with normal saline for 10 minutes between, before and after each. I did get a little sleepy from a couple of the premeds, but did not get sleepy enough to go to sleep. I watched Facing the Giants on Jeffrey's laptop which we took along. I did a Word Search, for my brain exercise, prayed for lots of people in my prayer journal and answered a million questions Kathy had to get into her computer. Rowen and I had taken a lunch along so we ate that. I did not notice any side effects--only a metallic taste in my mouth during Taxotere. They have peppermints that took care of that for me. I drank lots of water, and made several visits to the restroom, and the time (from 8:30 a.m. to 1 p.m.) flew by! About 12:50, my port was flushed with heparin, and de-accessed, and we got to leave!

I was told to drink lots and lots of water, not vegetate in the chair, take a walk, and set my alarm to wake up in the night to empty my bladder. The chemo drugs are excreted through the kidneys, and you don't want them sitting in your bladder to cause damage. One thing that was interesting to me, was that the nurse gowns and gloves to do anything with the chemo drugs. If it got on her skin, it could hurt her. We thought, and we are putting them inside of me! But I do know that if they get on the skin they can cause great damage. That's why I am so thrilled to have a port and not have to worry about peripheral IVs, infiltration and skin or tissue damage. Kathy said she doesn't have cancer, so it would only harm her if it got on her, and of course she is potentially exposed to it every day. On the other hand, I have the possibility of cancer cells in my body that the medicine is going after to kill. Of course, it will also target my hair, fingernails, and other fast dividing cells, which is why I expect to lose my hair in the next 2 weeks.

For those of you who don't know, on Friday I had 33 inches of my hair cut off to donate to Locks of Love. I still have enough hair to make a small bun and look "normal" for me, though it doesn't feel exactly normal. I have been told by several people, including a bald lady receiving treatment yesterday, that my hair will hurt right before it starts falling out. So I will know when it is getting time to shave it off. Then I won't look or feel "normal" for a long time. I have the wig, a couple of hats or scarfs, so it will be a new look for me...

I think the only thing I felt differently, was a little shakiness through the evening. So far, no real side effects. I was able to take a long walk, fold laundry, fill out paperwork...and get to sleep by 12:30 or so. I was told the steroid would probably keep me awake, but I sometimes have difficulty going to sleep anyway, so it was fine. I got up twice in the night to go to the bathroom, once with an alarm, and once with an alarm I dreamed, and was up at 6 a.m. this morning. I have an appointment at 9 a.m. for a Neulasta shot, to stimulate my bone marrow to make more white blood cells, and to get a bag of fluid. My next appointment will be to check labs and see how I'm doing at the "nadir", the lowest point of blood counts, on June 16.

I am told after the steroid wears off, I will be tired. I'm hoping to have minimal side effects, but it is all in God's hands. I feel His help, encouragement, and strength and know He is answering your prayers!!
Love to all,

Janet Albertson

Randy's surprise visit June 1-2

Nearly 6:30 a.m. Wednesday, we were eating breakfast when a pounding noise started on the garage/kitchen door! Needless to say, it was a little nerve wracking, not knowing who was trying to get into our house! Rowen bravely went to the door and opened it, and the rest of us could tell right away by his voice that it was someone we loved at the door! Quil and Micah were the ones who were knocking! Randy and Joy, Joy's mom and sisters, Quil and Micah had driven overnight to surprise us with a short visit. They were on their way to Mitchell, SD for camp meeting and came a couple days early to see us.
We were so glad to see them because they had planned to come for graduation and had not been able to. (The only sad thing was that Tim and Brenda did not get to come.)
Here are some pictures of us at Viestenz-Smith Mountain Park that evening. We had a picnic at our favorite picnic table by the Big Thompson River.

We took some "almost 4 year old" pictures of Quil.

A family picture on the rock we always take pictures on...

A couple pictures of an older loverly couple who were in the park...

They are really "sweet" on each other.

After many other pictures, too numerous to show, we went home and had cake and ice cream for Quil's birthday (which is June 11).

Grandma showing the boys their pictures on the computer the next day.

Thursday evening we went to Johnstown Lake to walk around it and take more pictures.
Here are Emily and Joanna, who have been good friends since Randy and Joy's courting days of 2005.

Aunt Beth and Quil

Micah and Uncle Jeffrey.

Micah and Uncle Jason

Quil and Micah and their aunts: Joanna, Ranae, Emily, and Beth

Randy, Joy, Quil and Micah

This is a picture of a nervous Grandma, holding Quil down on the pier, in case gravity should let go!

I'm much more relaxed when he has his back to the water!

Randy and Joy enjoying the Colorado evening.

It was a blessing to have them here a couple of days. Now they are safely in Mitchell, SD and we pray they will be a blessing in the camp, and especially that the Lord would use Randy in the Youth Services.

The Lucado Life Lessons Study Bible: Inspirational Applications for Living Your Faith NKJV

I found this more of a devotional Bible than a study Bible. It has full page Bible Studies on 48 various topics and Life Lessons on the margins of most pages. A Devotional Index gives verses in the Bible, Life Lessons, and “Christ Through the Bible” articles scattered throughout the Bible relating to the topic. A two-year reading plan is included. A history of the King James Version with explanation of the value and benefits of the New King James Version is given.

This book was disappointing. I expected that the Life Lessons would go along with the scripture they were near. Often, the “Situation” and “Observation” starting the Life Lesson referenced the verses. The “Inspiration” part is quoted from Max Lucado’s books and often had nothing to do with the verses. Many times the “Inspiration” would have fit better somewhere else in the Bible. The quotes from Lucado’s books were interesting, funny or inspiring, but not pertinent enough. They distracted from the Word, rather than intensifying my attention or learning.

The “full-page Bible Studies” were very disappointing. The study guide for the verses did not lead to understanding or exploration of the scripture.

The pages are too thin and the printing on the other side is distracting. The page numbers are very near the center opening, making it difficult to find the page for which you are searching.

In general, I cannot recommend this book to the serious Bible student. If you enjoy reading Max Lucado, it is easier to read his books than the chopped up quotations in the margins here.

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In Times Like These

Last week a very huge tornado hit the town that I grew up in—Joplin, Missouri. My parents still live there and our two married sons live there. I have numerous high school friends and a cousin that live there. So I was very concerned when I got a text message from my daughter-in-law, saying, “We’re having a tornado. Please pray!!” Of course, I stopped what I was doing and prayed. I prayed between everything I was doing for the next hour. I have prayed repeatedly since then in the aftermath of all that happened and the lives, homes, and businesses that have been destroyed.

One thing that really bothered me about my kids and grandkids, was feeling like the house where they were holed up in the bathroom, was not a safe, sturdy house to be in in a tornado! It turns out that the tornado went south of them. Their house was safe by a mile. But the thing I now realize is that there was no house built sturdy enough to stand in the face of 200 mph tornado winds! There is no business or store or hospital built sturdy enough to stand in the face of 200 mph tornado winds!

No matter how fancy, expensive, nice, or pretty; no matter how dilapidated, trashy, broken, or misused; no matter how heavy, grounded, well-built, solid, or sturdy—those buildings are all gone, or will be soon, when the fragments that remain are pushed over by the coming bulldozers.

What about all the nice, expensive, comfortable cars in all the parking lots in the path of the storm? What about the powerful semi trucks parked or driving in the storm? They all look like crumpled soda pop cans your brother squeezed to show you how strong he is.

There is no where that you are safe! This is what my son told me after working his 4th day of Search and Rescue. This tornado changed every secure feeling he ever had about his car or his house or Wal-mart or the hospital. There is no security in wood, shingles, concrete or blocks and certainly not in glass! Did you know plywood can go through concrete? It can. I saw plenty of evidence of that in pictures this week.

So should we all live in fear?

If we have peace with God, we can live without fear. Perfect love casts out fear (I John 4:18). God is secure. Salvation is safety. The Bible stands. Jesus never changes or fails. These are the things we can hold onto no matter what kind of storm is brewing.

Psalm 139:16 tells us, “In Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them.” God knows already how long our lives are, which day will be our last, so why should we worry? He is not going to let anything take our life until He is ready. The things we should concern ourselves with are: Am I right with God? Am I accomplishing the things I should in the days He gives me? Am I being a witness to others around me who also are facing a deadline when their lives will end?

The news from the PET Scan

The good news today is that the PET Scan I had Tuesday was negative for cancer anywhere else in my body. I am very relieved about that. I guess that tailbone pain I have had for months is arthritis where I broke my tailbone ice skating 5-6 years ago:) I will be having the port insertion surgery next Tuesday. The following Monday, June 6 will be my first chemo treatment. It was supposed to be June 9, but the doctor will be out of town then, so it is moved up a few days. The following chemo days will be on Thursdays, with the second one being June 30. I found out I am a little anemic, so I have to take iron.

My wig came in the mail today. I haven't had time to open the box yet. In fact, I just remembered about it! We got the mail when we got home from the doctor and from buying some seeds and plants, had supper, and headed out to plant the garden. We got that done and have been on the phone, email, Skype, and Facebook, so I haven't had any time to open the box!

Very very thankful to be able to give this good report! Earlier today, I considered how I should respond if the news was not good, and I decided that God would still be good no matter what happened. I want my response to always be good and to bring glory to Him.

Thank you for keeping us all in your prayers,
Janet Albertson

Joplin Search and Rescue through the eyes of my son

I feel badly that every time I post something, something changes, and I have to edit it later! I found out last night that Randy and Tim's kind of blood was not wanted (AB and A-), only O- was wanted, so they were not able to give on Monday. They were told if they drove somewhere else they could give blood.

On Tuesday and Wednesdays, they volunteered with Search and Rescue. They have not personally found any bodies, but where the smell of death is, they call in to the leaders to send dogs and more qualified personnel. They have been placed in groups of 30-50 volunteers who walk a set pathway across the devastation, looking, digging, moving rubble, searching for missing people.

Tim told me about the organizer of the volunteers last night. He is a local businessman, but former Marine Major. He personally was responsible for finding 7 bodies on Monday in the Elks Club. He was so adamant about searching that he nearly got in trouble for being in the damaged zone. After he showed his "stuff" by finding the bodies, and told the authorities people want to help and need to be organized to do it, he was put in charge of the organizing of volunteers. On Tuesday there were ~700 people and Wednesday ~300. He puts professional volunteers and public volunteers into teams; they have a name and everyone is numbered and your team name and number are written on your arm in Sharpie. Everyone wears caution vests. Everyone works together spread out over an area, and they walk. They have missions (areas to cover), and have rest, food, and water breaks.

Yesterday, Tim said they arrived at one broken house and the people were fearful and even cried. Why were they crying? They had arrived at their house earlier and several men in caution vests and hard hats were carrying out their possessions, looting, stealing! So they thought more people had come to steal from them. Tim and the others showed them their markings that they were officially part of the Search and Rescue team. It is so very sad that people would masquerade as helpers and steal from the people who have lost so much. There are police and sheriff deputies trying to make sure looting doesn't happen, but they can't catch them all. Tim said a deputy asked him yesterday to prove his status, and he showed the Sharpie markings on his arm.

One part of town that they covered yesterday was not very badly damaged; people were already getting the trees cut up, the tarps on the roofs, the trash picked up. Some wondered why they were there (searching for people who had been taken up in the tornado, who could have dropped out in that area); most were grateful that there were volunteers willing to spend their days trying to help.

Yesterday, Randy and Tim took advantage of the medic tents that are set up in the area to get tetanus shots. They had splinters and cuts that happen even though they are wearing gloves. One day Tim stepped on a nail that went through his boot and partially into his foot. There are nails everywhere, of course. I'm glad they got the shot, because who knows what they are being exposed to.

One place where the smell of death was so strong, they were searching for the source, when the owner of the demolished house came up to them, wondering what was the problem. He said maybe the smell was coming from the deer skin he had put in the trashcan on Sunday. Sure enough, that was the source. It was a moment of relief, but oh, how smelly a moment!

It is strange how some things are not moved when all around there is destruction! A vase of flowers on a table, the smelly trashcan still upright... Who knows why?

Several of Randy and Tim's employees have been working the Search and Rescue with them. Two of them are directly affected by the tornado. One has to move out of his damaged apartment. The other one lost everything. His home was destroyed and when he arrived there to see what was salvageable, anything of value had already been looted. He is a brand new Christian who is left with only the clothes on his back. His beautiful van, which used to be "wrapped" in the devil's wrapping, is destroyed. Yet he has been working Search and Rescue the last two days.

Several of the houses Randy and Tim's company, ABE Painting, just finished painting were in the destruction zone. Several more they were going to paint this week and next are also gone.

One mother of Sunday School children who come to their church dropped off her five children to Randy and Joy's yesterday, saying she has to move out of her apartment because of damage. The children needed baths and clean clothes; at least one of them has lice in her hair. Joy and Brenda were left with those children for maybe five days! This particular person has taken advantage of our kids many times. It is hard to know what to do. You want to help, but you don't appreciate being taken advantage of! Randy and Tim are paying their guys to help with Search and Rescue, while not doing painting jobs to make money. I know my kids have it easy compared to people who have lost everything, but I am praying God will help them, protect them, and make up to them all the sacrifices they make.

Port insertion surgery scheduled

My surgery to insert the port for chemotherapy is scheduled for Tuesday, May 31 at 8:45 a.m. at the North Colorado Medical Center in Greeley. It is supposed to be a 30 minute surgery and I should go home after recovery room time.

Tornado news

I hope I have these details correct. This is what I understand...

The tornado was on the south part of town, I'm guessing within a mile south of Mother and Daddy. Randy and Joy are a little north of Mother and Daddy, and Tim and Brenda are north even more. So their houses weren't touched at all. Mother and Daddy have a land line phone, but it wasn't working during or after the storm. Their cell phones were off and on working, but better at texting than calling. Mother had internet service the whole time though. We "Skyped" with her last night at bedtime. They never lost electricity. We heard this morning that gas was turned off even in unaffected areas, but our kids still had gas. Mother has electric stove, while the daughters-in-law don't. They were supposed to boil water, so I was glad the girls' gas wasn't off.

Last evening, Randy and Tim went as far as they could driving to the affected area, then walked, asking people if they needed help. At a nursing home that was badly damaged, they were asked to help get injured people out. They did that quite a while. There were ambulances and people to take the injured to help after they were out of the rubble. They went to a man's house that comes to church part of the time. It was completely destroyed. They tried calling to him in the rubble. A neighbor whose house was also rubble said that he was not at home. So that relieved them that he was not in there somewhere. I think when it got dark they went home. It was 10 pm their time when we talked to them. They said it was unbelievable, the destruction!

Today they offered to help again, but FEMA has arrived and only will let First Responders help today. They took Randy and Tim's names. They were not organized for public volunteers. They tried to give blood, but only O- blood was being taken there.