My son called me from his Art class and said he was having... (to put it politely) tummy troubles. I told him to stick it out, blah, blah and then he called me back and sounded panicky so I called the front office to give him permission to leave. I chose to release him because of his persistence. Quite a few years back, my daughter was working a job at the fair and came in early one morning just groaning and complaining about a sick feeling. Of course, my instinct was to rev. her back up and give her the commitment speech etc. only to find out from my night time nurse that she was throwing up stomach bile. By 1100pm that night, she had gone thru an emergency appendectomy! I still feel kind of badly about not hearing her or believing her. I've always had that "buck up" attitude with family and people around me. "If I can do it, you can do it" mentality. Sometimes, I have to remember to let go and let God I think. Does that sound cornball? I've got to remind myself sometimes to hear him and take his help I think.
Meanwhile, I'm feeling a lot better after fighting off a bit of infection. I am so lucky to have a good pulmonologist who will fill a prescription very quickly. The strong antibiotic "cipro" gives me good results and I'm glad I didn't wait to see if my symptoms would just go away.
So, on to another day.
No comments:
Post a Comment