Screeching to a Halt

We were cruising right along with our days. 

 

 

 

 

Accomplishing quite a bit, thank you very much!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then I decided to throw a wrench in the monkey works by taking a trip to the ER.  It wasn’t my choice, honestly!  All I did was make a call to my Cardiologist because my tachycardia (a fast heart rate that makes you feel like you are running in a perpetual track meet… very tiring indeed) had been rather severe for about two weeks.  On that particular day I was experiencing some tightness in my chest and even having difficulty catching my breath while I was sitting, reading the boys their science.  So, when I told the receptionist why I was calling (just to make an appointment, that’s all I wanted) she told me she was going to have me talk to a nurse.  To sum it up, the nurse told me to go to the ER.  HUMPH!  I called Joel, he agreed and came home from work.  I wasn’t all up for a trip to the ER, but I was very much overruled.

The trip to the ER confirmed what I already knew.  I was not having a heart attack. 

However, I am in the process of going through some testing to rule out any other problems with my heart.  I have had tachycardia for 16 years and the last time I had any testing done was about 8 years ago, so my cardiologist wants to update all of that and throw in a few more tests because of the added symptoms I was having.  I know the doctors solution will probably be medication, but I have low blood pressure and the medication they would place me on would lower my already low blood pressure and  slow my heart rate (that part of it would be good!).  I’ve tried it before and I know what it does.  I’m already tired, but the meds make me crash and I can’t live like that.

And…

Last week Little Miss came down with the dreaded influenza.  She was so sick.  Not only was she burning up with fever, suffering from a nasty headache, and hurting all over, but she was vomiting repeatedly.  Every morning, hour after hour, for 3 days.  This momma was praying her heart out constantly!  She is recovering as are the rest of us who contracted it, but it is a SLOW process.  The only ones to escape it so far are Joel and my youngest son.  I’m praying they remain healthy.

So, our days here of late have been majorly altered.

School was placed on standby until further notice last week. 

Thankfully, some of us accomplished a bit of it yesterday and hopefully more will get done today somewhere between the cleaning, laundry, constant coughing,  and drink fetching!

These have been our days, but it’s okay! God is in these days.  He is in the moments that run smoothly and the ones that screech to a dead stop.  He is here in every moment of my days and He is big enough to handle it all.

 

“Look to the Lord and His strength; seek His face always.” Psalm 105:4