In case you haven’t heard via Facebook or my mom, after 31 years it seems that the chicken pox finally caught me.
I don’t know how, but I do know that I haven’t felt this bad in a loooooong time.
I’m on medicine and monitoring the fever, which keeps coming and going. I’ve taken the first oatmeal bath I can remember since childhood. And I’ve cried more the last three days than I have at least since the fire. (Please don’t tell me anymore stories of friends that ended up in the hospital when they got this as an adult… it really does NOT help me.)
Most of me either hurts or itches (or both) and I’m very ready for 2012 to be over with.
Please pray for me. Being away from home during the holidays is difficult enough, being thousands of miles away, sick and in pain, and forced to take care of most things on your own is even worse. Thankfully I have had a few people willing to come over and bring some food and medicine, but most of the time I am quite lonely.
Pray for peace. Peace of body that this clears up quickly and without complication and peace of mind to quiet all the fears and anxieties of being so sick so far from home.