Crazy allergies ...

I hate allergies. And yes, I know that hate is a very strong word. So I dislike them very, very much.

It seems like on the weekends is when they hit me the most. There was one day last week that I felt miserable all day at work, and I did my best to tough it out. That was not easy. But I'm thankful that it was just allergies and lack of sleep, not abdominal pain like before. Or fainting spells.

Today I had one of the worst headaches of my life. It started in the morning, when my head was pounding, my nose was stuffy, and my face hurt. I took some allergy meds and rested.

Decided that after a few hours of resting and not getting better, it was time to "get my day started". I took a shower (which made me feel worse), and went outside to water our new plants. I was able to water just a few of them and told Jon that he'll have to do the rest because my head was throbbing so much. So I tried to work through it, I really did. I felt nauseous all day and my head hurt so bad that I seriously thought I was going to be sick. (Thank goodness I didn't.)

I laid on the couch with an ice pack on my forehead, and that seemed to help, but probably because it numbed my head since I fell asleep with it on there for about an hour. I felt slightly better, so I decided that I would quick run to Family Fare and pick up a few things for breakfast tomorrow. (Speaking of which, the chickens have really been slacking with their eggs. We got 2 on Saturday and three today. If I have to end up buying eggs, I'm gonna be really disappointed. They must not be used to their new Cadillac coup yet or they're just being stubborn).

After that grocery trip, I felt miserable again, because now not only was my head throbbing, but I had a build-up of gas in my abdomen (I know, just what you want to hear), so that hurt like crazy.

After taken yet even more allergy meds and some gas pills, finally I had some relief. I told myself I had to get better because I'm chaperoning Blake's class to the GR Museum tomorrow and I don't want to feel miserable. Blake's closest friends are in his group so he's super excited. I can't let him down.

I wonder if today's throbbing head pain, allergy-type symptoms, and nauseous feelings were my nerves. Not about tomorrow's field trip, but about my job. I'm not going to belly-ache about my job, because I'm very thankful to have one. And I really do like it. But it's been a difficult couple of days ... I have a deadline to meet and the circuit boards that I'm working on have numerous issues, so they are very time-consuming. Jon is so good at reminding me that I'm almost halfway done with them and I have a week to finish the rest. But that's not the point. The point is that my sub-conscious is probably freaking out about that deadline, the crappy boards, and my short work schedule this week. (With it being Blake's last week at school, I took tomorrow off to attend his field trip, and Friday morning off because of his award assemblies - one with his school and one in his classroom). So because of this stress from my job, my body is acting up.

But you know what ... God is bigger than my storm. I'll get through it. I tell myself that whatever I'm dealing with, God is bigger. He will help me through it. I need to rest in Him and Him alone. This circuit board deadline is minor compared to all the grief that other people are dealing with right now.

Take each day one at a time. Focus on what's truly important. And for tonight and tomorrow, what's important is feeling better and going on the field trip with my wonderful son. I can't wait! :-)