I woke up at 4:00-ish–couldn’t go back to sleep–some mild heart-burn from some yummy salsa, and too much on my mind. I needed to get some audio tapes for something at school, so I finally got up, put my clothes on, and ran to Wal-Mart.
BUT FIRST, I stopped and got a diet Coke. I’m trying to avoid it these days just in an effort to “cleanse” my body, but one was called for this a.m. While at Wal-Mart, I treated myself to a new batch of hair removal cream for my upper lip, as well as some Frizz-Ease serum for my head–always wanted to try it. As I left, there was a group of overnight employees sitting in front of the store on break or waiting for rides. I had JUST stepped out of the door where someone told me to “Have a good night.” because they had lost ALL track of time, when one of the Parking Lot Personnel said, “And then I heard, ‘Clean up on aisle four,'” and all of his Parking Lot Personnel Buddies BURST into hee-hawing laughter. I’m glad they find that funny too. Of course, it’s even funnier to them ’cause they live it.
On the way home I heard Dr. James Dobson interviewing a medical doctor who treats stroke patients. I wish I had a recorder to keep all of his words forever, because what he had to say was what a lot of us need to hear. . .or at least be reminded of. “As Christians, we want to tie a bow around everything and say God will make it all okay. The truth is, He will, but maybe not on this side of heaven. The truth is, that the cross shows us how something bad on this earth can happen–and still be bad–but God uses it to influence eternity.” He also talked about how stroke patients are (obviously) more prone to depression and that his practice has a very low threshold for treating depression in stroke patients. How I wish he had been around when my grandmothers experienced that. He talked about how your brain cells actually set you up for depression after a stroke, because the body MUST slow down to recuperate.
I’ve not had a stroke–but I’ve had enough stressors over the past few months to have attacked my brain cells with way too much adrenelin/stimulus/etc. So, I am looking for ways to be kind to myself. . .for ways to just Be.
This morning it was a diet coke, and now I’m off to enjoy a shower before work. Today, I will be gentle with myself and everyone around me. . .even the ditzoid kids in my 6th period class. I will smile at my comrades at school knowing that we all fight a hard battle each day. I hope you have a comrade with whom you can share a laugh today.