ONLY that long?
ALREADY that long?
I've actually been pretty emotionally stable at the thought of this re-birthday. God's already blown my longest possible life expectancy out of the water by a good couple of years. It doesn't feel so much like "borrowed time" anymore. Is is simply and undeniably a life that medically is without president. Only God! Lord, may I use every single day of this "shouldn't have been" to Your honor!
This past Thursday tripped me up pretty badly emotionally. As the text I sent a few friends shared,
My mom just got admitted to the hospital. Of course I'm worried for her! But my battle for the mind is HUGE for selfish reasons too.
Six years ago, within 2 1/2 weeks, my dad was hospitalized, got out, then my mom was hospitalized, then released, then I was briefly (one night) hospitalized for pancreatitis. A few days later I was back in the Emergency Room because I had a debilitating migraine headache that wouldn't quit. [The positive from having gone to the ER that night is that they ran a full set of head/neck scans to be ABSOLUTELY SURE I had NO SIGNS of a threatened, impending stroke, as sever migraine symptoms can sometimes mimic stroke. We have CT from less than 18 hours prior to my chiropractic injury that verify that my artery was healthy and I was not medically threatening to spontaneously stroke!]
Since I had an allergic reaction in ER to the narcotics they administered to help with my head, and untimely got sent home without pain relief as the ER was out of options for me and I had been cleared of any life-threatening concern, in desperation I called a chiropractor the next morning. [I had used chiropractic adjustment since age 16, just hadn't had insurance coverage or been able to afford treatment for the past few years at this point. I never had a single problem with an adjustment, until the day I had a MAJOR PROBLEM at age 39!]
I walked into that office under my own power. I left, unconscious, by ambulance, not to take another step for months, not another unaided-step, for years.
Rick's dad was just in the hospital. [He was already released by the time my mom was hospitalized and is well-on-the-way to full recovery. Praise the Lord!] Now, my mom.
I'm trying HARD to take thoughts captive to Jesus! Please pray. So much for the 6-year-mark not tripping me up.
|Mom's left hand cellulitis AFTER 8 hours of IV antibiotic improvement!|
|My hair comes past my waist now. God sure has grown it back after the devastation that was six year ago!|
If interested, I sell these amazingly sturdy and comfortable hair clips (made from piano wire) that come in 7 different sizes and hold an entire hairdo with just the single clip, at LillaRose.biz/InnerBeauty.
My sweet friend Kathy is coming to help me clean tomorrow. I still don't quite manage the house well totally on my own. So 6 years later, Kathy is still faithfully coming twice a month! We both realized a while ago that, while home care would be overwhelming alone, I technically could struggle through the very basics by now. If I had no help, the house would be even more of a constant DISASTER than it already is by me trying to go it alone 13 days out of 14, but my family COULD survive. By now the friendship has become so precious to both of us though, that we count down until our cleaning days, not for the sake of house cleaning, but because we so treasure the hours TOGETHER! We've intentionally juggled our schedules the past few months to be sure we would be together this day. I am so very thankful!
I guess I don't really have any profound thoughts to share about tomorrow. Subdued maybe? I'm looking forward to seeing Kathy. I'll be glad to have another landmark behind me. I think I'm actually doing pretty OK. I'm thankful I'm still here. I'm ready to just get the day over with, the date past, though!