Tuesday, February 12, 2013

In Which I Got Nothing Accomplished

I knew it was going to be a weird day when I awoke to the news of the Pope's resignation. That surreal feeling came over me, the one where you are reading the truth, but it seems so false. As I sat there letting this information sink in, the phone rang. Mind you, it was not even 8 o'clock in the morning. It was the hospital calling with the results of my blood work I had done on Friday. With a sinking even further feeling, I answered it, knowing that they wouldn't call just to tell me everything was good. My hunches were right and my old friend hyperthyroid has returned. The doctor prescribed a beta blocker to help bring down my heart rate and wanted me to come in for a few more tests. I hung up and then immediately thought of the question I should have asked, namely, is it safe to take this medication while breastfeeding. Over the next couple hours, I looked up information and put a message in to the doctor. Then I fed the kids some lunch, who up to this point had had a free-for-all fun morning since their mother was not paying attention to much else but researching medications. My good, good friend let me drop off the kids minus Peter so I could tackle the lab, the pharmacy and the doctor a little easier. By the time we returned home, it was time to start supper. Which I didn't. We had mustgo. In other words, everything in the fridge must go.

I guess this is a good way to go into Lent. I need to let go of all the anxiety and worry and let God pour out His Graces upon me. I need to offer up this small inconvenience for all those sweet babies who are on a much longer and harder path to recovery.  This baby, this baby, and this sweet boy.

Today is a new day. Today I actually have gotten some things crossed off the to-do list.  But I am still not myself. I have zero patience and I feel all keyed up all the time. Please pray for my family since they are kindly enduring my craziness.


  1. OK, now I'm crying outloud. That poor little boy, and his father. prayers going out to him. And thank you for putting Simeon in there too, such a blessing you are. I'm not looking forward to the upcoming surgery on his palate, I think it will be the most painful of all of them.

    Hope you are feeling better about life soon...it's hard, I think it's the time of year!

  2. Offering up my fasting today for you, Jenny. Feel better soon.

  3. I'll be praying for you. It us so hard not to worry and to trust God completely.