More Prayers
Perhaps God is sending me a message. Perhaps He is trying to tell me to be more into his Word and more trusting in Him. Perhaps He is trying to teach me not to sweat the small things and be thankful for everything else such as a good therapist and a good doctor and medications that aide pain and friends who love you and care for you. Perhaps He is showing me more and more of Himself to me EACH DAY or perhaps He (as my mom also says) is telling me to “SLOW DOWN, my child”.
I am forever ever grateful for everything and everyone who has helped me and visited me, brought me gifts, sent cards and send their love. I really am. I realize I do complain how much I hate therapy but know how much in the long run it is going to help me. I am grateful that I have a good therapist and grateful that I can be able to have an extra month off of work.
The past two night has been very rough and hard on me. I have been up most nights, sleeping probably no more than 4 hrs and waking up in the middle of the night crying out in pain, not being able to get up enough to get my medications and trying to find a comfortable position to sleep. Friday night, my mom felt she needed to sleep in my room because she was worried about me and my previous night (Thursday). (I had also take and relaxation medication my surgeon game me) I called the therapist and doctor and both said as long as the surgery site looked fine I should be okay. Therapy will take it’s toll and will at time be painful; but soon it will pass. Plus bone surgery is very painful as big or small procedure it many be. Friday night was worse. I was even up more and crying more and not sure why my bone pain was worse. I also had too take a relaxation medication before I went to bed. In the middle of the night (after 4 hrs of trying to sleep and get to bed) I had to get up to use the bathroom, and got up and also go my second dose of pain medication. After about 10 min or so, I started feeling extremely weird….I couldn’t speak, or move. Mom said I was doing nothing but crying and moaning. I was able to mutter “I feel funny….I feel sick”; Mom said after a while I finally rested and slept until about 4 hrs until I woke up for good (because of pain).
I am not sure why I have been feeling so horrible again so suddenly. Mom thinks I just need to slow down and stop doing so much (moving around the house, talking to my cousins/friends on the computer, etc). PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don’t get me wrong, I LOVE VISITORS and would LOVE MORE. I think me physically doing things was probably what was doing it to me. I want to hang out with friends….I’m just learning my limits (so don’t take the wrong way, past visitors because I wouldn’t have traded that for the world nor will I if I get more to come!) I promise visitors actually life my spirits than anything else in the world!
Traveling a lot is rough, I’ve been going to church nearby my parents and miss going to my church dearly. I hope by the following week I am rested enough to do so. Grandpa is again turned for the worse and if we have to go up to NYC for anything, it will be rough and tiresome of me; prayers are coveted as I yearn for peaceful rest and pray that if we do go up to NYC, it won’t be as hard on me as I expect. Mom may go up herself which means Dad and I will have to figure out lunch/dinner menus (either mom will make a bunch of stuff and freeze it or I will have to do what I can)
Prayers are appreciated in all aspects of these things, especially for rest and relaxation, my grandfather, possible traveling on my part or not.
I am forever ever grateful for everything and everyone who has helped me and visited me, brought me gifts, sent cards and send their love. I really am. I realize I do complain how much I hate therapy but know how much in the long run it is going to help me. I am grateful that I have a good therapist and grateful that I can be able to have an extra month off of work.
The past two night has been very rough and hard on me. I have been up most nights, sleeping probably no more than 4 hrs and waking up in the middle of the night crying out in pain, not being able to get up enough to get my medications and trying to find a comfortable position to sleep. Friday night, my mom felt she needed to sleep in my room because she was worried about me and my previous night (Thursday). (I had also take and relaxation medication my surgeon game me) I called the therapist and doctor and both said as long as the surgery site looked fine I should be okay. Therapy will take it’s toll and will at time be painful; but soon it will pass. Plus bone surgery is very painful as big or small procedure it many be. Friday night was worse. I was even up more and crying more and not sure why my bone pain was worse. I also had too take a relaxation medication before I went to bed. In the middle of the night (after 4 hrs of trying to sleep and get to bed) I had to get up to use the bathroom, and got up and also go my second dose of pain medication. After about 10 min or so, I started feeling extremely weird….I couldn’t speak, or move. Mom said I was doing nothing but crying and moaning. I was able to mutter “I feel funny….I feel sick”; Mom said after a while I finally rested and slept until about 4 hrs until I woke up for good (because of pain).
I am not sure why I have been feeling so horrible again so suddenly. Mom thinks I just need to slow down and stop doing so much (moving around the house, talking to my cousins/friends on the computer, etc). PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don’t get me wrong, I LOVE VISITORS and would LOVE MORE. I think me physically doing things was probably what was doing it to me. I want to hang out with friends….I’m just learning my limits (so don’t take the wrong way, past visitors because I wouldn’t have traded that for the world nor will I if I get more to come!) I promise visitors actually life my spirits than anything else in the world!
Traveling a lot is rough, I’ve been going to church nearby my parents and miss going to my church dearly. I hope by the following week I am rested enough to do so. Grandpa is again turned for the worse and if we have to go up to NYC for anything, it will be rough and tiresome of me; prayers are coveted as I yearn for peaceful rest and pray that if we do go up to NYC, it won’t be as hard on me as I expect. Mom may go up herself which means Dad and I will have to figure out lunch/dinner menus (either mom will make a bunch of stuff and freeze it or I will have to do what I can)
Prayers are appreciated in all aspects of these things, especially for rest and relaxation, my grandfather, possible traveling on my part or not.
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