I woke up throwing up in the night, early Monday morning, about 12 hours after my concussion.
Monday was BAD but I've progressively but improving each day since.
We had NASTY winds whipping yesterday. I think that stirred up my sinuses. Around midnight I woke up with such a headache I wrestled with the idea of waking Rick up and having him take me to ER, but decided it was sinus, because each time I would shift my head, I get about 2-seconds of a break in pain, before all the fluids shipped and the vice grip would squeeze again.
I took meds but by a quarter to 2, I was up throwing up. After about 6 rounds, Zofran kicked in enough for me to lay down again and I finally last saw the clock around 3.
Concussions, especially on top of pre-existing brain injury, are not a cake walk. Just saying.
I think I'm going to be parked in my recliner most of today. Praising God my kids are off school today!
I had already written and scheduled the following post before Sunday's head it. It was true then and even more true today, though I'm currently rather back in the Not even Able camp, not just these emotional blahs.
This is the word on my heart this week. The concept is biblical, that to be entrusted with much, we first must show faithfulness with small things.
I've had so many years of NOT being able to do things, clean house well, care for the needs of my family.
I still don't do exceptionally well. Everything still takes me much longer than it "should." I am in pain. I miss details. I'm not swift, mentally nor physically.
Still, as far as raw ability, I'm becoming more capable with each passing month.
|I can use my Flexi clips again! (No this is not my hair. I'm certainly not this skilled again yet.)|
And more lazy. More slothful.
Work hard on physical tasks? I don't want to.
Plain and simple.
Yes, I have some viable excuses, but the bottom line is I've found it rather nice to have various tasks done for me.
For years I just wanted to be able to clean a toilet again.
I am able now, but the novelty has worn off.
I don't like how much I don't like many of the things I've grieved not being able to do.
I'm praying for faithfulness, now that I can do more things, that I will consistently have the heart to do so.