Saturday I broke my elbow. Monday I started throwing up at the orthopedic doctor's office.. The rest of the week I felt so bad that the least of my worries was a broke elbow. I lost seven pounds in 4 days. Not the kind of weight you want to loose, (all fluid). I became afraid to eat because I got sick after eating or drinking anything. Which is really something considering how much I love food.
At first I blamed pain , then the drugs, or maybe a virus. Finally Mark talked me into going to check it out. Turns out the I have a bacteria infection. My body was doing all it could do get rid of it and making me miserable in the process. I am not contagious, but I have added an antibiotic to my list of drugs. I have caught up with and even passed Mark on drugs. He has been great. Although , he did cut his finger cooking . I had to help him stop the bleeding. I told him that we have to take turns getting hurt or the kids are going to commit us.
I kept thinking of the verse in James that says," Count it all joy when you go through various trials,.... That it produces endurance". I must say, this week has given me more appreciation for nurses and Mark. I also have a new empathy for people who have chronic pain or illnesses. This has only been one week in my life.
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