OK it seems that I know every damn thing in the whole wide world and could be my own doctor if it weren't for all that pesky medical school stuff-ola. However, it may have been a poor decision on my part to take the entire days worth of a medral pack (steroids) last night before bedtime as a way of getting in the first days dosage. It is 4:38am and HELLO I'm still up. My alarm goes off in 20 minutes anyway but damn, what a night. I did manage to text back and forth the night away with my son in law who was sitting in the ER all night with sober daughter. My pacing, fretting and crying did not solve much and of course now it is time to shower and start a long work day.
I need some humility in my actions today. Of course, I want voluntary humility and not any of that forced kind from God. Sometimes, serving others can really get me out of myself, and sometimes it's what gets me into all this in the first place.
I'm having some "fabric calling" these days and odd fabrics of burlap and the like. I'm not sure what direction that I'm supposed to take with it since I don't sew nor do I want to. It's been interesting. I'll keep you posted on that.
Being sober is a real hoot.