The Vomit-Prophet
Jehovah is my shepherd. I will lack nothing.
I am home tonight watching my better half slip in and out of sleep.
We thought she was well on the road to recovery. Slow, but steady. Each day she’s been a little stronger, a little better.
Until today.
I left to meet a friend for lunch and when I got back she woke racked with shivers. She was freezing. Her temp read normal… but clearly the infrared was wrong. She was running a fever again.
The AC had spun out while I was gone (thanks Nest learning thermostat!) and she was sleeping while the house was trying to cool to 67°.
I covered her and lay with her trying to offer some comfort and warmth. And it finally got to a point where it looked like she was going to stabilize.
She sat on the couch and complained of body aches. She had a banana and a bottle of kambucha. It looked like she had maybe just got a bad chill.
As I stood there, my dream from Monday became reality. She spayed me with a fire hose of the contents of her stomach. There was no time to grab a container so I just held my hands out and she filled them up.
😔😥🤮
They did not become a bowl, nor I a giant. But it did feel like a waterfall.
Needless to say, I’m worried to death now. We both ate the same diet today but she simply went south. Her blood sugar is very high and she’s fighting a fever.
We’ll make a trip in the morning to the doctor to try to knock this out. Thankfully the UTI is solved and except for this, her GI has been fine.
I’m scared, readers. She’s not herself. And I am concerned now that her diabetes is the source. Not, as I thought, simply a complication.
What I thought was just viral made worse by depression may have been raging a diabetic the whole time. I’ve trusted her to monitor and check it. Like so many other things, I thought if I just ground hard enough at good works, it would all smooth out.
Time and unforeseen occurrence befall us all. But the last twelve months feel a little like there is intention to matters.
It’s not God’s fault. Not at all. But I do suspect unseen forces. Malicious ones taking advantage of our circumstances.
I hope they are enjoying themselves at our and those like us’ expense.
She’s sleeping on and off. I just hope it’s her healing and not getting more ill.
I’m scared. I’m so so scared.
It’s moments like this I worry I should have put career and good healthcare first.
Then again, it didn’t help her sister.
Yet another lesson in patience. And to not worry about what may have been. The giant in my dream didn’t know what to do. But I do. I know I need to give her all of the care and comfort I can muster.
If you’re the praying type, we welcome them. If you aren’t, give it a shot, you’ve got nothing to lose and I’ve peace of mind and a healthy partner to gain.
Come! Lord Jesus!!
WIWL
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