I haven't posted in almost a month. But hey, I haven't driven in over two weeks. Why?? I'm a mother of teens/preteens so how is that humanly possible??
My life came to an abrupt halt in a matter of minutes...
It was Christmas Eve morning and I was in the groove. Pandora and I were belting out the Christmas tunes while I prepared three breakfast casseroles and a smattering of holiday desserts.
I had forgotten to eat breakfast that morning in my rush to prepare for the best two days of the year. As I worked I began to feel a little funny and thought my blood sugar had dropped. I forced myself to stop in the middle of my baking spree and eat some cheese. No change and still feeling strange I started whipping the frosting. "I feel kinda dizzy," I said to my little sous chef. I left him in charge and dropped onto the couch. Feeling irritated, with all that needed to be done (ain't got time for dat!) I tried again. This time I went running for the bathroom.
Christmas brunch table set and ready for the family... minus one.
My head was spinning and I was in the shower in a puddle of tears (because-sob-I'm-sob-missing-sob-Christmas) and vomit.
Realizing I had the stomach bug I sent the rest of my family to the in-law's for the festivities. Within an hour, I had no control of my eye muscles and I was scared that it was very serious. Funny how the worst-case-scenario can come to mind so quickly. Fortunately I come from a medical family (I am the black sheep in that dept.) and my sister in law was able to diagnose my problem within minutes of examining me: Vertigo (not the stomach bug)
Huh? Wha?? I thought Vertigo was slight dizziness that only coincided with old age. Really old age.
Turns out it can attack anyone at any given time. Attack me it did!
Christmas morning was a complete blurrrrrrrr. Determined not to miss out, I had my family literally drag me across the hardwood floors on a blanket to get to the couch without having to sit upright. Pa-the-tic. I really don't remember much from that day. In fact, a couple of days later, my honey showed me all the gifts I had opened. It was news to me!
My new fuzzy socks, soft throw blanket, and the perfect winter pillow were among my gifts.
I spent the next week and a half in bed or on the couch. The blessing was that my honey had the week off from work and school was out for the kids. The curse was that I missed doing fun stuff during their vacation break. Focus on the good, focus on the good.
A visit to the doctor didn't do much other than a prescription for some meds that make me too sleepy and a warning not to drive until the dizziness subsides...which, by the way could last a couple days or up to three weeks (stamping my foot...nooooo!).
As a mom, sometimes a doctor-ordered couch break is nice. For a couple of days. Except for the whole tilt-a-whirl thing. Until the stir-craziness sets in.
The farthest I got from the house for a week was the front porch to soak up some sunny winter weather. Even the animals had sympathy for me:
As time went by, my eyes calmed down and I could focus on reading; and I discovered this gem:
Tonight as we ate a delicious dinner prepared by caring hearts, my son said, "Mom, I'm so glad you have friends." And that pretty much summed it up. I've been loved so well through this ordeal. My sweet family has cared so tenderly for my needs. My mother came to the rescue and scrubbed my house... and even better: taught my kids how to clean a bathroom properly. My mother-in-law took my daughter shopping and restocked my pantry. Dear friends have brought meals, called to check, and dropped off little surprises at the door.
I am finally on the mend. Life is getting back to normal. Tomorrow I plan to get behind the wheel, only if I experience no dizziness of course.
It definitely wasn't the holiday season I had planned. At times it was ugly and humiliating. However, grace was poured over me and I have been reminded that
1. I am well loved
2. His mercies are new every morning.