I had not been body slammed with a flare up for a while, so when a nasty one hit me Wednesday and Thursday morning, it was rough. Thursday morning my prayer time was basically- Jesus you are going to have to carry me through this day. That was it.
He came through. The day went well. My students enjoyed their classes. My fellow teachers had no clue I was in the middle of a flare up.
A highlight for me was my morning class. On Thursdays we have speakers come. I arranged for a woman doctor come to talk about breast cancer and women’s health issues. The translators were all women. I left the room, so that only women were in the room. The moms asked many questions and when I returned, I noticed the session meant a lot to them. When I introduced the doctor, I told the moms that I want them empowered with information.
While they had their time with the doctor, I was in the school library getting caught up on some paperwork. By being in the library, I could sit in a comfortable chair not one of the plastic chairs in my classroom.
For me a flare up means pain everywhere and loss of appetite. It means wanting to just lay in bed because of no energy. I lessened as the day went on yesterday, but it was a rough day nevertheless. If you want to understand how it feels, imagine pain everywhere except your hair.
I am so looking forward to the day Jesus takes me home or even better returns for his church-The Rapture. Then there will be no pain. 🙂 Until then there are people to show the love of Jesus.
Thank you for reading. God Bless.