I am still recuperating, this was mostly a week of fairly good days, with a couple of really bad ones that were scary. I am feeling more like myself than i have in a long time. I am taking that as a sign that i will soon be back to normal...although normal is a relative term.
When in the hospital, i was pretty much on pain meds on demand, which i rarely asked for, the main topic of discussion seemed to be my high tolerance for pain....I just kept shaking my head, saying i never thought my tolerance was high...
The second day i was home, i weighed myself...expecting to see that all the pain and suffering was worth at least a few pounds. I gained 15 pounds..I could not believe it. I had nothing by mouth for 5 days, and no appetite when i was finally given the green light to eat. Those IV's might look like clear fluids, but they sure must pack a lot of calories. I have loss that 15 and more, still waiting for my appetite to make an appearance.
Master has been a good cheerleader. Encouraging me on the bad days, and reminding me that i am still His, on my good days. I am having a good day today, but decided not to send Master my good morning text, lunch time reminder, or a call....i just felt like...what's the point. A short while ago, Master contacted me...the point is, i am His, He has certain expectations, He is still in charge. I was told to get my small plug, wear it for 30 minutes, and during that time to write a blog entry and post it....so here it is. And, yes, i feel like Master has pulled me back into His safety net.
Looks like spring has finally arrived to these parts, I am hoping to get dressed and at least sit out a bit this weekend....hope it is a sunshiny one for all of you.