I slept last night. I only woke up to two nightmares. One just before midnight and one woke me up this morning. It is good to sleep. I am still really tired, but a few more days of sleep will fix that. Why do I always wait to tell Pastor that I am not sleeping until it gets so bad that I can barely function? Always when I tell him, his prayers get answered. I know why I wait to tell him though. It is because he kicks himself for forgetting to pray about it for a while. It's not like it's his fault. And I wait to tell him till there is something else I need to tell him. I hate to call attention to the nightmares. It's like I think there is something I could do to fix the problem if ... I don't know. But so many people before Pastor made me feel like it was my fault, like I should be able to control the images that flooded into my mind, like I was choosing evil over good, like I actually had a choice about the nightmares. What a crock.
---------------------------------------------------------------
A is better. Temp 99.9. Ate a smallish breakfast. Dr says to watch her and call back if h/a, confusion, or dizziness returns. They seemed to be more concerned about the possibility of that thing in her brain having changed or shifted than the viral symptoms but it is so hard to tell the two apart. Fever is about the only difference, so I took the fever as a good sign.
No comments:
Post a Comment