I can’t tell you how many times I’ve recited that verse today. That and “Help me, God. Help me, God. Help me, God.” (which is probably also a verse, just don’t know where) Funny, those are the 2 things I kept saying while I was pushing Nina out 2 years ago. That might have hurt more, but it lasted just a few minutes, and this has been 48 hours now. At least I don’t have cancer or something with no end in sight.
I hit a low point this morning where I just didn’t know how we were going to make it. I haven’t been this sick since 2003 (I don’t think), which was way worse, but I only had 2 kids, and my SIL, Jess, came and helped take care of them while I writhed in bed, hallucinating from a high fever.
Here’s our current status. Gabe got hit with it this morning, so he’s going to be behind us in recovery. He’s feeling awful. Ava felt much better today, so hopefully ours doesn’t last any longer than 72 hours either. She still has a low fever and yucky cough. Nina’s cough is barky (croup?) and awfully scary in the middle of the night. I was up with her several times last night, trying everything I could think of. Livi felt a little better this afternoon, and so did I, but we both have a fever now and feel pretty miserable.
Gabe’s lying on the couch, Nina just went to bed, the other 2 are going to bed with me here in a couple minutes, then we’ll move them to their own beds when Gabe comes to bed.
Our 10th anniversary is tomorrow. Woohoo. Livi asked me today where we were going tomorrow for our anniversary. Uh, nowhere. Except maybe Kroger if we run out of medicine.
Trying not to get discouraged that we’re starting the new year so far behind already. Livi and I printed out charts and are reading through the Bible together this year. She’s bummed that we’ve already missed 2 days. I have a book manuscript due in one month, and sadly, haven’t written but a few sentences.
God will get us through though, eh? And we have a warm house and medicine and running water and each other. Thank you, Lord. And thank YOU friends for your faithful prayers.
Good night! (maybe this is just God’s way of getting me to bed earlier–7:15 sure is a big jump from 2:00 a.m.)