The last two days have been a whirlwind. My husband is having a pain spike that required a visit to the hospital ER to get “good drugs” as they say, and attempt to bring his pain under control. They don’t exactly know what is causing the pain. He needed an MRI, but couldn’t lie flat on a hard scanner bed for the scan!

After he was settled in the ER last night, I left around 2:30 a.m. to go home and crash for a few hours. Stewart, our cat, was confused. I had forgotten someone… where was he?? He is not a snuggly cat, so I had to persuade him to get a few scritches and gave him a snack before I went to bed.

I woke up later than I planned this morning (due to simple exhaustion and stress) and started getting ready… I felt the fatigue deeply. In my tired state, I managed to put sunscreen instead of toothpaste on my toothbrush!

Well now. 0 out of 10 do not recommend.

But I laughed, got a fresh toothbrush (because. EW.) and got ready to head back to the hospital. I took the time to fully wake up and make sure I was ready to drive. Life sucks right now on several levels, but my sense of humor remains intact.

People have been showing up to support us, bring food, companionship and prayer. It has helped immensely. I have been reminded once again that to thrive in times of stress, not just survive, having support and people watching out for your needs makes all the difference.

A church elder came by and prayed with us a prayer from Julian of Norwich, one of my favorites…

We don’t know the results of the MRI. We don’t have a clear picture of the next steps this journey will take. Despite all this, I am held in a deep peace. All indeed shall be well as I am wrapped in grace and prayer. I am aware of my tiredness, my worries, and my friends and family who are here to support us. I am grateful.

Thanks be to God.