News, updates, and happenings with the Kragnes family: Phil, our Seeing Eye Dogs, and (me) Rebecca.

We finally have spring in the Twin Cities, and it’s great being able to travel by bus again. Phil and other friends introduced me to an iPhone app which allows the user to pull up most frequently used stops and routes to find out times. This is particularly helpful for us, because we have one route near our home which travels the same direction but on both sides of a street. Keeping track of times and on which side to wait has been a tricky business since we moved into the neighborhood seven years ago. Now that we have bus stop numbers and can have them fixed in the app, it’s going to be much easier.

It’s rare that I put off writing in my blog, but reporting on these last few days isn’t easy. I don’t like to write depressing stuff anymore than anyone likes to read it. Probably the hardest thing has been watching Phil deal with the severe pain in his hands. The pain has been so bad that it’s deprived him of sleep. Pain has also brought about instantaneous shifts in mood. Saturday he was playing with the dogs, and Zane bumped his hand with a paw in a wait which made him cry out in agony. This is a man who has dealt with a lot of physical pain without complaint. Something else triggered it as he was walking out to door to go to work this morning. His cries are still echoing in my head over an hour later. Sometimes it’s just a matter of bumping them or trying to use them which sets his hands off. He also had a rough night of needing the bathroom for intestinal pain and probably wouldn’t have gone to work at all if he didn’t have a doctor’s appointment to deal with his hands. He’s also having pain in different areas of his limb with the prosthesis. I don’t know how he does this, because it’s very hard to watch.

Then I came home Sunday night to find Phil had a nasty shock. Before I tell you what happened, I want to be sure and say that Phil had an apology from the people involved and accepted it. Phil found out he didn’t get the job for which he applied, and that was hard enough. But he found out he didn’t make the interview round by reading that interviews had already been conducted in a newsletter. I am glad he received an apology. But God bless the man! Phil tried to put a positive spin on the whole thing by commenting that the benefits in the job classification may not have been the best for him given his health circumstances. Because whoever is hired will be his supervisor, he has hopes that the hire will be internal and even told his retiring supervisor he has hopes for a particular person. I agree with his supervisor’s comments that he is truly being magnanimous about this turn of events.

This spring and early summer we have two sets of friends getting married, and the first wedding is Saturday. Originally, Phil had dialysis right after the wedding, but he was blessed to have the opportunity for an early morning slot. He’ll be able to enjoy himself a lot more as a result. The second wedding is not local, so we can’t attend. We are just as happy for this couple of the same gender and glad they live in a state which will recognize their marriage.

Yesterday I had a bit of frustration trying to carry the roll of wedding gift wrap. The bag was too small for the length of the tube, and the tube was very light. Because of all of the sounds around us as and my concentration on the traffic as Zane and I finished crossing a street, I didn’t feel or hear the wrapping paper drop from the bag. Some lady made sure to bring it back to me. Then on the bus, there was a detour for construction. The usual bus stops changed. A man and his kid walked with us from stop to stop. These were reminders that despite all of the pain in our internal and external worlds, there continue to be nice people in them.

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Comments on: "tough. Trying to remain positive." (1)

  1. Jeanie Vejil said:

    Good morning Rebecca and Zane.

    Bless Phil’s heart. He tried his best to get into that position at work, but I guess it wasn’t meant to be. He’s being very upbeat about the whole thing. It’s sad that he had to read about the outcome in a newsletter if I understood your post below.

    Will his doctors be able to do anything for the pain in his hands? I know you told us a couple of weeks ago or so what was causing the pain, but my 62-year-old brain has forgotten, smile!

    Yes, it’s always so nice when there are kind people out there who will assist one of us when construction causes changes and difficulties, plus the lady who brought your wrapping paper to you.

    Hang in there and God will take care of everything.

    Jeanie and Trudy, turning 11 on May 21st, still working and feeling very well.

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