|And the peace of God, which surpasses every thought, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. - Philippians 4:7|
Noel's due date was Sept. 2, 1995. Every one of our children who survived birth came 1-4 weeks prior to their EDD (estimated due date), so I figure Noel would likely have come sometime in August that year, rather than September, had I been able to carry her that long. Tomorrow is our 23rd wedding anniversary, Noel would likely be celebrating her 20th birthday around now. My thoughts on miscarriage and my perspective on time, drastically changed with my strokes. Anyone grieving the loss of a young child might wish to read http://strokeofgrace.blogspot.com/2013/07/time.html.
I walked to the other room, retrieved the broom, and successfully swept it all up myself! I was sweating profusely, but surprisingly not that much more dizzy than normal by the time I was done. I wouldn't rank the task as "easy" but not as hard as I expected either.
Really, I should earn extra credit for doing the job twice though...
When I tried to sweep everything into a dust pan, I simply could not figure out how to bend over, stay balanced, and work the broom all at once. So I dragged over a chair to sit in and worked the dust pan and broom from multiple angles and for several more minutes, until I finally was relatively satisfied with the results. Then, I picked the dust pan up by the handle using my LEFT (more profoundly stroked) hand and promptly managed to fling the entire contents of my debris pile across the kitchen floor, all over again! The good news is that I DID reach to accomplish the task with that hand without thinking nor having to coach myself. The bad news is that hand is still not at all reliable.
So I did the whole sweeping thing for a second time, then after second and third lengthy attempts at getting rid of my pile, got everything back into the dust pan, and with my right arm this time, managed to get it all into the trash can! I even had time to drink a cold glass of water and sign a few papers that needed my attention before my appointment arrived!
A funny aside. I did not sleep very soundly last night. I have very vague memory of what I was even dreaming about, but it must have been good. I kept waking myself up, over a 2-3 hour span of the wee hours of morning, physically LAUGHING! I know part of one dream was that I was in an all-girls singing group (I used to sing in performance groups in high school and college, and be in a church worship team our earliest years of marriage, so I imagine that where this idea came from). We all wore large floppy hats (I love hats) and did one performance in an aquarium (the Monterrey Bay and aquarium are where we went to our honeymoon and my favorite place on earth) and another out on a bright white sandy beach (walking on sand, with a cane, was a new experience for me a little over a week ago - harder than I imagined).
When I first tried to remember and analyze things, I though that perhaps the very thought that I could sing again (my voice has healed greatly, but no where near the level of public performance!) was laughable, but in a sarcastic way. But then I realize my laughter was not the kind that stems from a ridiculous notion, rather a bubbling-over, irrepressible joy. I think it just felt so very good to live without limits again, to enjoy cane-free beach walking, have vocal control that allowed me to sing loud and glorious praise to God without hesitation, that I just couldn't contain my delight. If that's the case, can you imagine all the outpouring of laughter in Heaven?
I have been working on trying to cut my antidepressant dosage in half. I wonder if the laughter is in any way related to that?
A couple of things to be aware of:
Tomorrow, August 15, is Food Allergy and Anaphylaxis Awareness Day. As a person with a few relatively mild food allergies, but with a latex allergy severe enough to require me to carry an EPI Pen (epinephrine injector), I will be sporting my teal colored glasses (at least if I can find them - both my glasses and medical alert necklace are missing right now, so please pray I can find them very soon!). I have already changed my Facebook avatar for tomorrow anyway. "What is #tealcoloredglasses? It's a proactive eye toward identifying factors which may contribute to the development or progression of life threatening food allergies, anaphylaxis and the "allergic march" epidemic in our modern world.#teamanaphylaxis "
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