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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.
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  1. Jamie JoFebruary 12, 2013 at 1:50 PM

    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!

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  2. KrisFebruary 13, 2013 at 8:12 AM

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

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  3. ElisaFebruary 20, 2013 at 8:49 AM

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

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