Panic mode (well almost)

Monday I stayed home from work. I have been fighting this terrible cold, sore throat thing since Friday night. I had asked the Lord to spare me from getting sick because I did not have time, but I also have learned that since I am sick so very seldom, it is usually when I need to learn something that I do get sick. So I pretty much said "OK Lord, if I have to get sick to learn something please don't let me get sick until I am done singing at the Good Friday service, since so many people are depending on me." Guess what? I got sick on the way home. Actually it was pretty cool how it happened.

After my conversation with God, I was pretty sure that this would be a learning experience. Let me tell you, I really have grown to dread these learning experiences. They are usually something about patience ( I really have none) or control (I have issues with letting others do something, when I could just do it and get it done in much less time). You never know what's going to happen and usually it is a hard lesson to learn. I figure that when I am sick it's the only time that He can be sure that I slow down enough to pay attention to what's going on.

Ok, so I'm sick. I work sick on Saturday with plans to come home and paint Jessalyn's room that afternoon. It's obvious after stopping to pick up a few groceries that I am in no shape to paint. I'm still going to try though, until gravity took hold. I sat down on a chair and could not seem to get back out of it. Ok so I'm not painting. I went to bed.

Sunday was Easter as you well know. We went to church and then over to my Mom and Pop's house for dinner. It was fun sitting around laughing, but Will brought my sick body home none too soon and I went to bed to moan and croak in peace. Why is it when you lose your voice, that's when your children want to talk to you the most? Up until then, talking to Mom was the last thing on their minds. Now I'm popular? I think they did it just to hear me croaking and then went into their rooms to laugh. Of all the nerve....

Stayed home Monday to get back to the living. Still having learned nothing except that I really, really like blankets. That soft warm feeling that you have when you are sleeping or when you are just laying there reading under a nice warm blanket. God did good when he invented blankets. One of the best ideas ever.

Anyway, suddenly Monday afternoon my right eye went crazy. Broken glass type bright flashing light type crazy. All around the edges. Made me motion sick and I could not do anything, but close my eyes and hope that it would go away. Which it did in about 20 minutes. Then it happened again. Ok, I figured, I've got sinus pressure and it's causing me to have these things.

Tuesday morning I get into the car to go to work and it happens again. Ok, so now this is a little weird. I call in and then call the doctor who says get in here. I go in and they do a bunch of testing on me and then tell me I need to see a specialist right away because they think my retina is detaching. Oh great. Just what I need.

Mom and Pop had driven me to the doctor because Will now has what I did and is home sleeping. I call him and then we head over an hour away to the doctor's at a big hospital in Marshfield. I'm not really nervous for some reason. I'm pretty calm. We eat lunch at a cute little restaurant and then head to the specialist.

A bunch of tests later, I do not have retina problems, thank you God. What I do have is some type of weird thing going on with the blood vessels in my head. They are causing migraine episodes in my eye. So instead of getting migraines in my head and being sick for hours, I get a spasm in my eye that distorts my vision and makes me miserable for 20 minutes and then I get on with my life. What a weird thing. Although because of this and because of the deer coming through the windshield and hitting me in the head, I now have to go more often to the eye doctor because I am prone to retinal detachment.

So my lesson learned at least for now from my illness is that I get "eyegraines". WEIRD!
AND my overtired body had more sleep in the last few days than it has had in months. I was burning the candle at both ends.

So now I'm back to the land of the living....Ok I'm hanging onto the edge by a thread, but I'm here and I don't have time to be sick any more, so on with life.....charge!

By the way, Jessalyn is one of the finalists for the area spelling bee and is going to regionals on the 1rst of April. Her musical that she has been practising for 3 days a week for two months starts performances tomorrow through Saturday. Jacob goes on a field trip the 3rd and then Jessalyn leaves the 24th for her safety patrol trip to Washington DC and Gettysburg. Throw in Uncle Lloyd's memorial celebration, a couple of meetings, a couple of birthdays, Young Eagles and work and you've got a pretty full schedule. We try not to get too bogged down in "busy", but this month looks to be topping the scales.

Hope you all have a great day!
God bless.
dea