The Sick Files

I know I wear this day book thing out...but I'm bored. Activity within the brain has been slowed at this point so creative blogging is non existent at the moment. The day book thinks for me....and relieves boredom. You know it's bad when even Angry Birds, Draw Something and Words with Friends phone games no longer even hold my attention. They were fun....for the first 5 hours. Moving on now. And no, this is not a pity post. This is a random, total waste of my time and even bigger waste of your time post due to absolute boredom.

Outside my window....

people that are walking, running, P90Xing and Insanitying with no fever.

I am thinking.....

that it's a bit ironic for one to suddenly have so much spare time in bed to do any number of computer related projects and all I want to do is lay here and not move.

I am thankful......

for dr's....even though it was a foreign, on call male dr that just HAD to do a boob exam since it was, after all, a boobie related visit. I hate going to the dr. 3 women midwives and none ever had to do a "mastitis exam". But the one foreign male dr.....yep....he sees reason to be "thorough". After 11 kids and just as many cases of mastitis I think I know my body pretty well and what is wrong with it. There is no reason you have to go looking at it....unless it turns into MRSA like The Marathon Mom's experience with it. I think if it were not for my husband dragging my butt up there I would be content to never see a dr. I can only hope I brightened his day by my little boobie visit.

I am wearing.....

sick clothes. And no...by the very nature of that name they are not even close to being sexy.

I am hearing....

Blue's Clues as 9 out of 11 kids are piled in bed with me.

I am remembering....

that my fever has just now gotten below the 102 mark for the 1st time since yesterday afternoon, despite outrageous doses of Tylenol and Motrin.

I am going.....

to avoid the dr's office at all cost for the next little while. Those poor people know us by name now.

I am reading....

nothing. My eyeballs are burning along with the rest of my body.

I am hoping.....

that the Lord will see that despite the darts being thrown at us right now and the spiritual warfare raging in the heavens we'll be persistent and continue to press in.

On my mind.....

that my BP was 92/50 the first time and 98/50 thereafter. Who knew blood pressure could be so good.

I am noticing....

when I stay in bed for the day the whole house kinda goes to crap in record time. Based on the sounds I have heard intermittently throughout the day I am uncertain as to whether it will still be standing tomorrow.

I am pondering.....

the fact that when one is young and running 102 they still have the capacity to be up and running around, yet running 102 at the age of 36 is capable of making one feel like they are near death.

So...tomorrow....24 hours after starting antibiotics....I should be good to go! Dr says to stay in bed and just nurse for the next few days...but since that is nowhere near being a fathomable option I might as well hit the ground running. So....back to P90 tmrw!

.....and then I woke up this morning, tomorrow has arrived and and it's just not looking too promising. Still in pain....and still running fever. I will prevail!! Tomorrow.


On a more serious note....we are very much in a spiritual battle that began 9 months ago when the decision was made to follow in radical obedience to what we felt the Lord was asking us to do. As the list of what we have fought and are currently fighting continues to grow I am beginning to take great comfort in knowing satan would not be trying this hard if we were not shaking up heaven and earth. I have been reminded that the Lord allowed satan to test Job to show satan Job would not waver. So with everything we have already dealt since being here and now dealing with both washer and dryer going out simultaneously 2 days ago, I am in bed with this, Grayson has strep, and the list continues this came to mind this morning. I have read Romans 8 all my life but not until now has it really become real and begun to have any kind of depth of meaning. We will press in and continue to push forward searching for Him and seeking Him with all of our heart, growing in wisdom and in truth as individuals, as a couple and as a family. I find it interesting that the word "love" is translated into "favor" in Romans 8. God has plans to use us greatly.

Life in pics.....

We traded the rattlesnakes out for these. I had actually grown to live in peace with our reptilic friends. They rattled to keep us away and we respected them and kept our distance. These turd snakes make no noise. The just sneakily sit and wait under the leaves...which on the ground with the leaves....your eyes have to be trained to see them. Otherwise they look just like the habitat through which they slither. Poisonous, crapped out, turd snakes.

Are there even any words needed????