Yes, I’m going to work today.
Listen, if I was able to work in the shape I was in last week, this is nothing.
I’m packing my cold lunch food, cream, and Tylenol of needed, but I haven’t had any pain medicine since Friday night. I’ll be good.
When you are hooked up to an IV pole and in a bed not knowing if you are going to make it, getting to go to work and be normal?
It’s a blessing.
Rob was up early yesterday and helped Quinn pack up. Quinn has a red rash all around his lips. He tends to get that when nervous, and having his mom in the hospital for days and then outside camping probably didn’t help. But man, he had an amazing weekend. Boy Scouts has been awesome for him. He was especially proud he learned to make grilled cheese and also had ramen noodles. We were so proud of him that he stuck through the tent collapse with the wind and set up a new tent at 2:30 am with the older scouts. I love that the older boys look out for the younger boys. Adventure, respect, responsibility, fun, new friends… God bless the Boy Scouts.
We straightened up the house a bit, did some laundry, went food shopping and rested. We appreciated having the five of us in one place at one time.
My friend Laurie made us chicken soup and it was so nice to just all sit and have soup on a Sunday. I also has some of sarahs famous chicken pot pie.
I may have had to have it all cooled, but it was Nourishing.
The rash is still a bit painful but slowly starting to improve. I can actually swallow and not cry. I can have liquids and solids on all parts of my Mouth without sore issues. I can walk on my feet without hobbling.
It’s going to be a good day.
Here is to a healing day, a peaceful day, and a day full of kindness.
In Jesus’s name, amen.