There are so many posts that I've wanted to write this week, but have been delayed because I either cannot see or want to scratch my eyeballs out. Sunshine finished Kindergarten so I want to write about that because she is such a light & I've learned so much about trusting the Lord & Little Miss Red has kept be laughing & thinking hard so like I said...so much to write about. I'll have to fill you in at a later time.
When I can't write I have constant verbal monologue &, at times, dialogue within myself. Not always silent either, so if you see me at Publix deep in thought & conversation in the bread aisle it's not what you think.
I'm sure your eyes are itching right now because I said the pink-eye word. This case of conjunctivitis is brought to you by my loving husband, who suffered from a cold recently, got THE pink-eye & shared it with me. Yeah, we are one of those type of couples....share everything. I began antibiotic drops right away.
Yesterday was the beginning of the worst. It made Bob Costas Olympic showing look like baby stuff. I had been up through the night each hour the night before. Not just lifting my head off the pillow, but UP, OUT OF THE BED. I woke up & my eyes wouldn't open, finally they opened to little slits & the rest was swollen...swollen above my eyes & under my eyes. I looked exactly like the Muppet "Lips", the trumpet player, from "Dr. Teeth & The Electric Mayhem", with the exception of his hair looking much better than mine. & I NEVER exaggerate! NEVER, EVER!
I finally had to say to him "I'm hinting at you" to which he replied "Don't hint, tell me." Which you would think after 11 years we would have this one figured out, but not that day. So, my husband stayed home. You know, he was still sick anyway, and needed to go to his doctor. I was doing him a HUGE favor.
I got an appointment with my opthamologist, because I was sure I could be healed quickly even though Bob Costas had to bow out of the Olympic coverage because of it. I still had things to do. I had 2 small children & summer had just begun. Craig made an appointment with his primary care doctor, and a one of my unsung super hero mommy friends offered to take the kids swimming.
This is the deal...life gets stressful, it gets hard, plans are thrown a curve, & I am thankful & blessed. Though we have no family in the area, God has blessed us with friends that are more like family. They come to our rescue, we take care of one another's children, we listen to one anothers heartaches, challenges, hopes, joys, & blessings. We eat chicken salad together, & take the kids for sno-cones. We pray for one another, We study the Scriptures together. We cry with and for one another, & we laugh with one another. I couldn't do it without these mommies, these families, their children in my life. We share life. This is another reason why I love my minivan & always carry an extra car seat...We always have room to help. AND that's what I want my girls to learn. We don't have a ton of money, we don't have a ton of extra time, our house is not the biggest, but we have us....it takes very little to go out of our way to help others. If we can help you, we will. If we can't we will try to figure out a way for it to work out.
Back to yesterday. Craig goes off to his doctor, gets a shot in his bum (but he says it was his hip) & a prescription for some real medicine to help his cold...the cold that has been going on for a week that he kept ignoring. I kept asking him to rest, he kept saying "I'll rest when I'm dead", that may be sooner than you think if you don't rest now, Buddy. I should have gone into medicine just for my bedside manner!
We head to my doctor, who has given me specific directions. "Come at 11 O'clock on the dot. Do not touch anything!".
I see my doctor, who tells me it's viral & if they couldn't help Bob Costas they can't help me. Why does everyone keep bringing up Bob Costas?
OK, I get it, I have to wait it out. You might be wondering how I can type this at all. Well, first of all, it's just me here today. Some more Super Hero Moms have swept in with their capes flying in the wind & have taken my girls to the science center. Craig is off to work. I woke up with looking a little less like "Lips". My vision right now is blurry, so I hope the typos are not to0 bad. The pain & irritation comes & go. Sometimes I'm flailing around like a T-Rex trying to eat an ice cream cone, & other times I am able to drive to Walmart at night & walk around with my sunglasses on, because I'm cool like that. I still get recognized by other mommies who have
Just in case you see me & want to say "Hello"
All right, perspective...first off I am thankful for my sight, for the way God made me. Having to lay in my bed for periods of time with cold compress on my eyes has given me sight to see how much I appreciate my vision. My condition is irritating, not life or sight threatening. It has caused me to lay still & make me think of all I see, all I have...I am thankful for my husband who takes care of me, who loves me, who may not take a hint, but will take a hit when it comes to taking care of his family. I am thankful for this group of women, mommies, friends, that God has given to us. I am blessed to share motherhood...life with them.
And of course My Sunshine & Little Miss Red. I love them...I miss them...I haven't hugged them in 3 days because I don't want them to catch this. I sit across the room from them. I tell them to give themselves a big hug from me...and they do the same.
For me these are "the saints in the land" Psalm 16
Soon I'll be able to write all the other posts about end of school, summer, the laughter and the tears, but right now God is saying, "Rest, think, settle down, appreciate what I have given you. SEE that I am good!"
These are the 2 passages that have come to mind lately:
Psalm 34:8
Oh, Taste and see that the Lord is good!
Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him!
Psalm 16 1-3, 5-11
Preserve me, O God, for in you I take refuge, I say to the Lord, "You are my Lord: I have no good apart from you."
As for the saints in the land, they are the excellent ones, in whom is all my delight,...
The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; you hold my lot. The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance.
I bless the LORD who gives me counsel; in the night also my heart instructs me. I have set the Lord always before me; because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken.
Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices; my flesh also dwells secure. For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol, or let your holy one see corruption.
You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
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