Dramatic Morning

And just like that, everything changes dramatically.  Again.  All it took was organ music.  Hours later, I still cannot walk.  Searing pain, all over.  Fuzzy thinking.  Freezing cold, everywhere.  It’s been so long, the best part of a year and a half, since pain like this has been with me.  I was trying to untangle it on the way home from church and explain the sensation to Tim.  I compared it to a bell being rung, and more importantly to the subsequent sensation of ringing that lingers.  That’s what I feel in my bones.  It feels like my skeleton, all of it, is ringing, or buzzing, or something like that.  He said the organ must have hit “Marie’s resonance frequency”. Lol.  

It makes some sense in my head because, my connective tissues are looser than they should be, therefore, my skeleton is not held together tightly.  But instead, I am loosely constructed.  So, I vibrate more.  And the more I vibrate, the more my nervous system is stimulated, and the more subsequent pain.  Which is why I have brought my cane out and why I will be using my wheelchair for the unforeseeable future.  My sweet T brought my laptop to my bedroom for me, so I could capture these thoughts.  I can’t even walk while holding it.  Which means no driving.  Which means no volunteering with babies.  Which means no handling unknown dogs at the shelter.  Which means setting no cat traps.  So, today, I’ve lost a lot. 

But, it’s all just a chapter.  I don’t know how long this one will be.  But, another change will come again.  So, all is not lost.  Just some.  And not forever.  Just for a while.  I might regain function tomorrow.  Or not until June.  Or not until 2022.  But it is possible.  Because with God, all things are possible.  And if I am anything in this life, I am with God. 

I have been, and continue to be, so very, very blessed.