I just opened my laptop this morning and saw my image posted on Invisible Disabilities Association's main page. Gulp. That woke me up quicker than a cup of coffee, yes! Wayne and Sherri Connell have been so inspiring to meet. Every day I am grateful for meeting them and getting to know them.
Seems we have all lost some family and friends along the way. It is almost guaranteed to happen. When sickness befalls and it is obvious, off we go to the hospital. AHHH! The ER!!!! Yuck!
When we finally get to the hospital, it seems that the ER personnel do not appreciate the level of concern that is needed to care for us. Plop! In goes an iv, out comes blood tube after blood tube. But I am so weak...so weak....I don't know what you need to do, but fix me! Please fix me!
Since my blood pressure is so low and I am reeling with vertigo, yeah. Bring me the trash can so I can puke my brains out there, ok? Oh...how much we hate vomiting. Especially when we have a headache or a migraine or a vertebral artery dissection/aneurysm that is medically repaired.
So whilst the rain makes a pond in the daisies, I am grateful. Grateful that all my efforts have led to s o m e t h i n g...... that my career is not over, that I have a Purpose in life, and that God is able to put the last first, and the first shall be last. Just want to do some good.
IDA, thank you. My life will never be the same. It will never be the same.