I woke up at 2 am crying, telling Danny I couldn't swallow. It felt like I swallowed a balloon. That's right- I was SICK. Now, Danny has been sick since last weekend. We tried our best to keep me from getting sick (i.e. no kissing, minimal cuddling, and separate drinking glasses), but it was inevitable. Those little green guys (the ones from the Mucinex commercials...they are forever ingrained as my image of germs) traveled from him to me and I suffered the consequences.
Anyhow, he got me meds and stroked my hair until I fell back into the world of sleep. Woke up to a 6 am shower of getting as much out of my throat and nose as possible, got ready for the day, accompanied by a dog at my feet, and skidaddled.
I have found that leaving the house between 7:10 and 7:15 gives me the least amount of traffic on the 215. So pulling out of the complex at 7:14 made me smile. (That, and the extra strong coffee-filled tumbler in my hand.)
The school day went fast and I enjoyed my classes. Which, by the way, are Gospels Witness to Christ, Field Education, Contemporary Issues in Ministry, and Church & Society. The major stresses of the day came not from the many papers and exams listed on the syllabi, but from the news I received from my mom mid-day.
Kevin, my step-dad, was in the ER- blood clots likely. This was not good news from a post-chemo patient. I was discussing this with my sis when, go figure, my phone died. So my husband came to my rescue and e-mailed me all the news he received throughout the day. (I hate how helpless I feel over being cell phone-less.)
After many tests and scans we found out in early evening that it was just a major case of Pneumonia and that he will be in the hospital for a few days receiving IV antibiotics and breathing treatments. Not good but, obviously, better than the "what-if's". Talked to him today and was so good to hear his typical voice. He is improving and will go home in a couple days. Mom is good too, especially after all the scares of yesterday.
So now I am at home, where I will spend all my Fridays this semester (thank you, Jesus). The house is cool because the sliders are all open, trying to air this sick-house out. I am wearing my Christmas slippers and it smells of bleach because I am washing our white comforter. My pup is sleeping and happy, twitching away. The coffee table is packed full of tissues, cough drops, water cups (multiple), and text books. I am also, you guessed it, knee-deep in homework. Already in love with my Synopsis of the Gospels book. Left side is Greek and right side is the four Gospel accounts side by side. It might just be me, but right now this is my favorite book on the shelf.
Am praising God for the lack of blood clots, my husband who takes such good care of me, my mom who has a heart bigger than _____ (I can't think of the right word, but you get the point), tissues with lotion and Vicks, and the opportunity to be slammed with such amazing studies.
Happy weekend...hope you'll get to spend yours not being sick.
How does everyone love your red coat?
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