Waiting

I write and I wait and I pray. Tatyanna's MRI was successful but I would like to avoid at all costs the image of my dd going under anesthesia. It was not something a Mother should have to experience. I am still saturating myself in te word of Gad the battle has just begun. The MRI report says that Taty has something called a Rathke's Cleft Cyst. You can read up on it here http://www.pituitary.org/disorders/rathkes_cleft_cysts.aspx . Apparently benign but with the probability to cause pituitary dysfunction/disorders. So now our dear dd has to see a neurologist and a endocrinologist. I am just praying and waiting.

As for me the stress from all of this is having a field day with my Fibro. Stress is one of those things that they say to "avoid" when you have Fibro. How can you "avoid" stress when it comes looking for you. Whatever, I stopped listening to the impossible requests a long time ago. So now I'm trying to get thru the pain and keep my spirit from wigging out. I love being a mother but this week has been one of those for the annuals.

When Faith is all you have

Be glad that faith is all around you and is able to surround you, even when yours is sorely tried.
My BABY Girl

Create Your Own
my little princess is maturing too fast. So I decided to see why, I took her to the Doctor on Friday. She's been having these really horrible headaches, more like migraines. She has enough hair on her body for a girl of 11 about to start her menses and she already has body odor, and acne. Obviously I was concerned, and so are her doctor's. They have scheduled a MRI for Monday w/ sedation to figure out what's going on there.

So naturally I'm a little worried, but this is where your Faith has to overwhelm your worry. I've been in prayer, and surrounding myself with the things of God. Trying to create an atmosphere in which to let Him do what he needs to do. Even while I type Ce Ce Winans new CD Thy Kingdom Come blasts from my computer. The song on now called the Test of Time, explains that God is in control, even when we are in pain, to comfort, He continues love. He is in Control for He is God..... I'm letting these words sink into my spirit.

I just have to believe that He is God. All of you know that it is hard when you are the one going through to focus on something greater than yourself. Especially when it is your child, your baby. I continue to pray, to put myself in His hands.

Today is NOT the day

Today couldn't be the day cuz my Fibromyalgia has decided it isn't. I missed the alarm clock to wake my children, then missed them leave for school, and next thing I knew it was almost 10 am. Fibro is annoying it pleases only itself, it is in essence a whiny child. I always feel like I just linger in this life when my Fibro flares. I sit on the edge of life while it passes me, I live in the pain and pine in the ache that it is. No one understands how pain can be so completely consuming. Yet here am I overwhelmed by it, struggling not to devour everything in the house to cover the pain. All I can do is medicate myself in the hope that my Fibro will accept my offering and allow me a modicum of temporary relief.

Now I'm going to do just that, maybe try to reading a little, as a distraction. I will hobble from my computer to my kitchen grab a snack, hobble to my room, take some meds and pray. Always Praying, forever in prayer asking the Lord to just give me peace in the pain.