I hate to say it, but this job isn't so much fun anymore. I've been sick every day since I started. I came home from work yesterday hacking and coughing so hard I burst a blood vessel in my eye and threw up at home. My eyes have started feeling like I have sandpaper under my lids and my forearms and neck are starting to get a rash. I also have been stuffed up and coughing at night so it's hard to sleep.
It started off pretty light so I thought it was just a cold, but this morning I went to the hospital and the doctor says it's a combination of bronchitis and likely a cedar allergy. He gave me a prescription for some antibiotics and antihistamines. I'll take them for the next few weeks and see how that works. I'll try wearing long-sleeved shirts and a mask at work on Monday too.
I can't even start to think about the idea that I am allergic to my job. I moved my family 8 hours from everyone we know and love to the middle of nowhere and now I may not be able to go to work. The church has really stepped out in faith to bring me here and I bet they are wondering what they got themselves into.
Speaking of the church, it's taking a while to get going too. I have led worship by myself the last 2 weeks and it looks like I'll be on my own again this weekend. I really wanted to put together a repertoire and a band, but all I've been able to do when I get home from work is cough and fall asleep. Hopefully next week will be more productive.
A friend of mine often signs off her blogs with the word "einop" for "ever in need of prayer". I am so einop right now. I know that most of our friends and family who are reading this are Christians and likely praying for us occasionally, but if you think of me, I could use some prayer for guidance in this time of confusion and change for our family. I may need to find a new job or a new way to do this job and that freaks me out.
I know this isn't really a "Dad's view" post, but it's what's on my mind, so that's what you get. We'll return you to your regularly scheduled cute kid stories shortly.
Friday, September 16
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Way to go Big D. Your story joked up grandpa. Let Daniel know we are proud of him too ( even if he still occasionally needs something blue).
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