Got some bad news today, and now I am really wondering what’s going to happen next. I hate to involve all of you in a crisis. I never have before, and believe me I’ve had legions of them since I started this blog. Too many to even remember. That was another thing that’s happened in the last few years to wear down my immune system — stress. I’m not good at showing stress. I take it as a personal failure when I do. Grace under pressure is the aspiration. But sometimes my definition of that is dumb, because people who don’t release the stress, internalize it and usually die younger than most. I don’t want to die hence this post. LOL! Okay, that was a lousy joke, but at least I can still joke.
The news I got today is that the virus I have and SO has and now I understand his elderly parents also have is called EV-D68. Let me put this in perspective. It’s an airborne disease, and the medical community in my country is way more worried about it than Ebola. Good reason why is that it can paralyze limbs in children. It’s already happened in my state and others, and if someone is someone is impaired or elderly, it can kill them. SO and his parents fit those respectively. As for me, I’m recovering and more likely to die from internalizing the stress. But with the publication of this piece, I’m letting it go. I’m sending it into the wind. I’m also releasing it to the Lord. He’ll hear the cry.
I covet your prayers.