Last week was a rough week. One of the toughest I’ve experienced in a long while. Here are some of my thoughts and lessons from the week and the weekend.
The financial crisis we are in as a country effects us all. Even if we don’t see it.
Flowers from my sweet husband and wonderful parents can brighten any day. Chris sent them to work on Friday and Mom & Dad had flowers delivered to the hotel this weekend. Those combined with the emails, text messages, phone calls and wonderful cards all made me feel very loved this weekend.
The nurse at our RE has to be the worst blood-taker in the history of the world. 2 arms, 3 needles and 2 tubes – all before one drop of blood was ever drawn. I’m seriously considering requesting a different 13 year old nurse to draw my blood.
Events are my love. I enjoyed every minute of this past weekend as far as work goes. The hotel staff goes a long way and we had a great one but it still sets my heart to fluttering when the boss orders something 5 minutes out from the hotel and I manage to make it happen before he wanders up to the bar for his first drink.
I just adore the way the nurse calls with doom and gloom in her voice. I knew what she was going to say after the words, “Robin, this is…”. Yes, its bad news but seriously, an encouraging tone would go a long way.
A hot bath and a caffeinated Diet Dr Pepper are both heaven sent. They gave me something to look forward to after the gloomy nurse’s phone call. The Cotton Bowl even served DDP at the concession stands. The Lord was looking out for me.
Coming off the drugs is the hardest part. So Tom Petty thinks it’s the waitin’ that the hardest part but let me assure you, the plunge off the emotional roller coaster is much worse. I fought it all day Saturday because I was working but by yesterday morning, I had lost control. The logical part of my brain was working overtime to override the emotional side but alas it lost the pitiful battle.
I love Target. Bought a light-weight jacket there last week and wore it all weekend long. It’s fabulous, cheap, looks great with jeans (all of them) and keeps me cozy. Bliss.
It is a fact that you can be in a stadium with almost 93,000 people and still feel ridiculously lonely. Even if there’s an Auburn alum in front of you.
I left at the end of the 3rd quarter of the Red River Rivalry which means my Sooners were still ahead. I missed the entire 4th quarter and thus the loss. I’m okay with that. Still had a great time watching a really amazing college football game. This was the first time I saw the game in the stands instead of on the field behind the tubas (great view from there, by the way). The stadium was so loud that I couldn’t hear the band so I tried to cheer along based on their movements. Sounds strange but completely plausible if you’ve traveled with them for 4 years.
After attempting to take a nap yesterday only to discover that every time I laid my head on the pillow, the waterworks came, I decided not to wallow and instead watch a movie while I did laundry. Ideal hands are the devil’s workshop. I chose Sex in the City because I have never watched the show and figured this would be a great escape. It was. Until Charlotte announced she was pregnant and then proceeded to say the worst infertility clichés ever. Seriously, no one should be propagating the “just relax” or “when you stop trying it’ll happen” or the “adopt and you’ll get pregnant” myths. Charlotte managed to say all three in one sentence. Shame on you.
The first thing I do every morning is check my email messages. It’s less of an addiction and more of a Pavlovian trained response. This morning there was one from a new support group I’ve found. The leader and I had been emailing last week and I’m looking forward to the first meeting later this month. Her email today was about joy and finding our joy through Christ. One of the verses she included was this:
“Restore to me the joy of Your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. “ - Psalm 51:12
That is my prayer for our life this week.
I'm so sorry - there is nothing anyone can say to make it better. This is God's plan even when you think its your plan B - its His plan A for your life and He will get you through it. I know how hard all of this is and time will make you ready to try it again. I will be praying for you and I did pray for you this weekend not even knowing what was going on - God just brought you to my mind.
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