A personal account of my dealings with progressive multiple sclerosis. And my battle with trigeminal neuralgia and the brain surgery that stopped the pain!
Friday, July 10, 2009
A rant in weakness
Yes, last night's post might have looked like my "goodbye" to this world. But it wasn't! I was just my expressing my desire to be free from this flesh and present with my Lord.
And it is when I'm sick that I feel the most desirous of my eternal home.
Here is the deal that has me down:
Its having to give up on things that I so want to participate in. I've mentioned before how difficult it is to be undependable where I can't even count on myself!
A few months ago I lost a $50.00 deposit for a weekend retreat that I was looking really forward to attending, because illness made it impossible for me to attend.
And now I'm looking at this S'mores & More family weekend. I really want to go. We've invited the Grandkids. I can't imagine not being able to participate.
Right now I am just praying my heart out that I will be well enough later in the day to pack and get ready.
In less than two weeks I've been entirely blessed with plane tickets to spend a week with some precious online friends in Texas. How I hope and pray that I can count on that.
So I get a choice.. ultimately should I just give up on making plans and sit here without any excited expectations around the corner? Or should I continue making plans with the knowledge that there is a possibility that it won't work out? I figure I should keep on hoping for the best and count on being able to do these things.
- Love Jesus! Mac Enthusiast! Love all things tech!Married to high school sweetheart for 42 years!Multiple Sclerosis tries to get me down.Previous Trigeminal Neuralgia sufferer-successful MVD in Nov of 2006.Mother of 2 grown sons. GrandMotherGardener, Twittering Lady.
Podcast lover. Previous fitness instructor.. previous Childbirth educator, previous school bus driver, previous racewalker.Lots of previous.. but unending future! Gifts: encouragement, helps, discernment. Lover of People.Recently my youngest son 33yrs old- (now 37) was diagnosed with early onset Parkinson's disease- this is the toughest road yet. But by God's divine hand- we'll survive.____________________________I am exceedingly humbled that He knows me by name and actually died that I might live. And then He sought me out! This is joy unspeakable.___________________________Did I mention that I had an uncle named Steve ?