Day
two of the TV Commercial poster boy for upper respiratory drug therapy has come
and gone. There were definitely moments
when I felt way worse than any time the day before.
Cailyn
spent the night with us last night. I
had to do my best to keep my distance from her.
Meanwhile, Chris showed that she really loves me. She stayed home from ladies Bible study at
church. Not so much to take care of me
as to entertain Cailyn. They were both
sweethearts, though. Cailyn was going to
feed me supper in my recliner. I made my
way to the table, though. They worked
together to make the meal. Chicken
strips and gravy and black eyed peas. A
veritable feast. Cailyn said a very
sweet prayer and included me in it. And
after the meal, her sweetness continued.
She cleared off the entire table.
She did a great job right up until she was about to set down the last bowl.
Apparently
she felt a sneeze coming on, so she did what pretty much everybody does in that
situation, she jumped. And that last
bowl went down. Shattered into a million
pieces. I don’t think even Abby from
NCIS could put this one back together.
Cailyn was barefoot at the time, so Chris hollered at her to
freeze. I reached her and convinced her
to climb onto my back. Once out of harm’s
way, she grabbed Freddy to protect her. One
bowl. No blood. That’s a win around here.
About
the time Cailyn went to bed, I started alternating between cold shakes and being
hot as a firecracker. My head throbbed
right behind my right eye. I put on my brand
new Ho Ho Ho long sleeved pajamas.
Painful. Aggravating. Frustrating.
But through it all I kept trying to convince myself to just make it
through the night. Why? Because “joy comes in the morning,” even if
only for a few hours.
Colossians
1:15-16 says, “He is the image of the
invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. For by him all things were created: things in
heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers
or authorities; all things were created by him and for him.”
Father,
thank you for the hours of respite you give in the morning. Amen.
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