Friday, January 14, 2011

For Jackie

My sister is in hospital this morning. Waiting. Waiting to be wheeled into the cold, sterile environment of an operating room where the doctors will repair the surgery she received a year ago.

The hope. This time she will be pain free. This time it will work. This time, she won't have to go under the knife again.

My sister amazes me.

She has battled crones for almost 4 decades. She has undergone surgery after surgery. Cutting snippets and chunks of her colon out of her body. She's taken drugs and tests and altered this and that and still, the disease has eaten away at her body and her spirit.

And she has never faltered.

Never fallen.

She keeps standing up. Smiling. Moving forward.

She is amazing.

She is my eldest sister. The eldest of what was once four siblings. Jackie. George. Anne. Me.

George is no longer with us. He passed away on St. Patrick's Day thirteen years ago.

When we were little, Jackie was our caretaker, our surrogate mother. She was the responsible one. The babysitter. The keep us in line one. When we were young, my father was away. A lot. My mother, a very gentle spirit, was lost in depression much of the time and often couldn't cope with four unruly children. My sister Jackie took care of us. She fed us. Cleaned us up. Disciplined us. Got us to school. Got us to do our homework.

She didn't have much of a childhood.

And now, this past year in particular, she hasn't had much of a life. Riddled with pain and the aftereffects of a surgery that just didn't work very well, she has struggled to keep moving and doing what she loves to do. Golfing. Skiing. Visiting with friends. Cooking. Taking care of our mother. Being a great aunt. Being a great sister. Being a great friend.

And through it all, she has never complained. Never become the victim. The whiner. The why me'er.

Jackie goes into surgery this morning. The original surgery a year ago had promised to give her relief from the debilitating symptoms of her disease. This one promises to do it now.

I pray it does.

Please keep my sister in your prayers and thoughts today.

12 comments:

Maureen said...

I will keep Jackie in my prayers, Louise. The circle of hands held IS powerful.

Hugs.

Lynne Rodrigues said...

I hope this surgery works as well. Her first surgery was supposed to take most of the pain away and the opposite happened. We pray that everything goes well today and the days to follow!
Thank you Louise for putting this on your blog today,

katdish said...

Praying with you, Louise.

Anonymous said...

JAckie will be in my whole-hearted prayer. a sweet soul like her deserves every thing wonderful.

trisha
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Claudia said...

what a brave sister you have...will pray for her..hope everything goes well

S. Etole said...

She is held before the throne ... as are you as you wait.

Hope said...

I do wish the best for your sister!
she's in my prayers

a joyful noise said...

I understand your pain, because my daughter has suffered from Chrones since childhood. (now age 58) It was diagnosed when we almost lost her as a teen. I thought her complaints of stomach ache waa a ply to stay home from school, but it was real. She has not had surgery, but takes mega medicines and is under constant Dr care. I pray for your sister that she will recover quickly from this surgery and that her pain will be gone!!

Josie Two Shoes said...

Praying for Jackie, for sucessful surgery, rapid healing, and a much-improved quality of life. She sounds like a very special person and a devoted sister. Blessings are sure to come her way!

Loz said...

Saturday here in Melbourne - I trust your sister came through OK

Louise Gallagher said...

Hello everyone!

Thank you. Your love and light created a beautiful glow of hope for Jackie.

She came through well. The doctors are hopeful.

We continue to pray.

Thanks so much. I've asked my brother-in-law to print out everyone's comments. I know she will be deeply moved by your support.

Joyce Wycoff said...

May a circle of healing love and light surround your sister.