Bed, Bath & Beyond
I’m officially back to spending most of my days in either the bed or the bath. I’m just glad the tub can still bring me relief. The tub alone keeps me from having to pop a lot more pills. Trust me, going over 31 months with this level of pain without being hooked on any narcotics is a pure miracle from above. I don’t look down on anyone who does whatever it takes to keep their pain under control.
Anyway, I’ve got to get out of this house in some fashion to lift my spirits. On beautiful days like today it only makes you feel more depressed. You constantly feel like the world is going on without you. It’s like you’re in a coma. You can hear what everyone is saying around you, but you just can’t wake yourself up physically speaking. In your heart you’re praying constantly for God’s healing touch.
I’ve spent my second hour in the tub trying to give myself a pep talk. It’s nothing abnormal as I do this daily. You can’t always operate based on how you feel. And while many steps may be overwhelming the next right step is what matters most. With God’s help I will digest some sun rays and vitamin D before this day is over.
“I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.”
(Philippians 4:13)
