Wake up. Arrhythmia. Hard to breathe.
Check phone which is lying next to me. Read text; pray for friend.
Thirsty, but exhausted. Don’t want to get out of bed, but there’s no one else to grab me something to drink.
Lay there for a few minutes… Finally, get out of bed and get some juice. Starting to think in longer phrases.
Drink 3 ounces. Go back to bed. Flop down.
Get back up.
After all, this is my life. Usually, I have to go in to work or have something else planned for my day. This morning, I don’t have anything pressing. So, I’ll blog about it. Not to get sympathy, but because this is my experience right now. I don’t feel sorry for myself; it’s true that I have difficult times, but everyone has difficulties, right? It’s important to remember other people, particularly when you are not doing well yourself.
This is usually the time when I pray for others the most. Frequently, I’ll ask my priest for names of people who are in particular need of prayer, whom I’ve never met and probably never will. They say that offering your suffering for others is redemptive for them in some way, and I cling to that. Also, just the fact of focusing on someone else, instead of myself, distracts me from what I’m going through and helps my to learn to love others better.
Later today, I’m going to surprise a friend with a gift. Because she’s not feeling well. 🙂 It involves a bit of shopping, so hopefully I’ll feel just a little bit better and be able to drag myself out of the house.
Until then, do you think it’s okay to wish for minions who can run errands for you? 🙂
[My mom says this photo is the only one she’s ever seen of me in which I don’t look good. And that’s why she kept it. Thanks, Mom!]