Praying for normal sick…
So I’m still sick.
It’s day 12 of cold symptoms with random sore throat, voice comes and goes, funky cough, and I’m generally achy with low energy. You know, pitiful. I can do my Mom Jobs, but I feel Blah. Chief Sister, Phenom, Brad, and Rozzinator have all stepped up to assist with the kiddos. I’ve had to swap healing and resting for some fun activities. I saw my primary care doc twice last week, and completed a z pack of antibiotics today. And yet: still sick.
Tomorrow I’m going to go see Dr. Wonderful (it’s shot day, so I have to go in anyway), and I’m going to tell him I’m still sick. I don’t really know what he’ll say. I’m hoping he’ll say, “Jen, you have a bad cold/virus/infection–here is some stronger medicine to make it better.”
I will say, “Thank you Dr. Wonderful!” I am excited to resume real life again: I have a swim team suit to buy for one kid and swimming lessons to sign another kid up for and a bunch of planning to do. Because: summer! Summer is awesome! I’m so excited to have both my kids home all day.
Anytime there is a hint of something-not-quite-right, I have to pray extra “Lord, please keep the cancer away” prayers because I start to worry. And, as a rule, I resolve not to worry, so it is problematic when things are not-quite-right.
Would you please that I am “Normal Sick” and not “Cancer Sick”. I’m pretty sure I don’t have to explain the chasm that separates those two scenarios…