Fuzzy Wuzzy

Fuzzy Wuzzy is not a bear.

Fuzzy Wuzzy is my brain.

That is why my posts have been infrequent.  Reading and typing have not come easy for me the last few days.

Netflix and Cake Boss have been my entertainment.  It requires absolutely no brain cells to watch TV.

While I have been Fuzzy Wuzzy life has been going on all around me.  This past week has been a beautiful picture of the Body coming together and doing what it is supposed to do.

I have had a steady stream of visitors, people bringing me food, helping me, taking my boys and basically doing everything I can not do right now.

I really wish that I could have been able to really see it clearly and enjoy it more.  Unfortunately, I have sat on the couch and watched it go by in a Vicatin induced state of mind.

As I stated in a previous post that I am in the emotional stage...apparently Vicatin enhances those emotions and this morning I had my first meltdown.

That is ok.

As one friend said, I was due for a meltdown and God says that He holds all of our tears in a bottle.  So therefore crying is good and crying is healing.

I want to heal.  Not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well.  That is why God created crying.  When you hold everything in you get hard and I think it would be easy to start enjoying the Vicatin.

Praise God He knows that I don't want that and he allowed this meltdown.  I thought that my appointment to get the drainage tubes out was this afternoon, but Vicatin also causes me to make things up and my appointment wasn't actually until tomorrow.

Meltdown.

Praise the Lord for my doctors office and they are going to work me in today.  Calling the doctor during a meltdown is a good thing.

So after sweet prayer and the realization that God wants me to cry and even meltdown I am better.  Because I also realize that while God wants these things, He also wants me to move forward and not stay in this state.

While I know I will still be emotional for a while and I am just beginning to heal.  I also know that God is with me holding my hand every step of the way.

How sweet is that?!

Thank you for praying for me.  Keep praying for me to heal and that each day I will get stronger and not have to take this pain medicine much longer.