day 5

Yesterday was a long day, and I was feeling very discouraged- friends called but I didn't pick up the phone because I couldn't think about what I could say to them outside of "this sucks!!!" I woke up feeling more swollen and sore than I had the day before, and had a long day of missing Scott and missing a great day at the parish. It's a great problem to be working at a parish where I'm sad to miss a Sunday, but still, yesterday it was added pain.
So I spent the day praying that time would pass quickly, and trying to sleep. The night before had been impossible, with my right leg going numb and waking me up every half hour or so. I finally moved to the love seat, despite the added danger of a pounce-upon by the cats, and had lovely naps throughout the day.
When Scott got home, he was sporting a sore throat, but he sweetly held onto me while I fell apart, feeling ugly and discouraged. We both slept on the couches in the living room, and I woke today praising God for a full night's sleep. Today Scott's staying home to fight off his own cold and I'm thrilled to have a whole day with him, sick or not. Today I'm going to be a brave soldier. Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum.