This round has been a lot more difficult than the last. I picked up an evil coughing disease two weeks ago and it cost me a few nights of sleep. I think that compounded the fatigue of this round. I slept about 14 hours/day for a few days this week.
It is strange to live in a body I do not recognize: Muscles with no energy; hands averse to holding a gallon of cold milk; tastebuds that don't care for chocolate or coffee; a stomach with no appetite. Where did Susan go?
The only thing I know to do is wade through these episodes one at a time, trusting that God knows what I need long before I do. This week I needed someone else to run my household and God provided. My mom and my aunt have been here with me all week. They are like magic. Sam has homework? Come sit by Nana and let's chat about the number nine. Jude is wearing a tiger costume and has turned into a dog named Fluffy? Aunt Sylvia loves tiger-dogs named Fluffy and she will scratch behind your ears.
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Praying for you dear Susan. (I'll still call you Susan, even though you don't feel like her!) Thankful that Nana and Aunt Sylvia were there. Step by step...
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