Some days I don’t know how I’m going to make it through. Today was one of those days. I woke up around 6am, and immediately I was hit with major nausea. If I remain in bed, I just focus on it. So I get up, use the bathroom, drink a glass of water, and lay on the couch while the coffee brews. As I lay on the couch, the left side of my face begins to twitch. I feel miserable and I have a paint job today and it’s nothing but ceiling painting. That’s some of the hardest painting you can do. It strains your neck and back for hours on end. Oh well, no use in complaining.
The coffee is ready. I pour myself a cup, sip on it slowly, and eat 1/2 of a gluten-free breakfast bar. That’s about all my stomach can tolerate. For my morning meditation … I read Psalm 103, write some notes in my journal, and spend some time in prayer. Here’s what I wrote in my journal …
“Abba, I’m claiming Psalm 103 where You say … You forgive all my iniquity – You heal all my diseases – You redeem my life from the pit – You crown me with steadfast love and mercy – You satisfy me with good – You renew my youth like the eagles.”
In my journal, I question God, “Why would You have such words in Scripture if they are not there to claim when your children are in the pit of pain and despair?”
I go on and read Psalm 103:13 … As a father shows compassion to his children, so the Lord shows compassion to those who fear Him. For He knows our frame. He remembers that we are dust.
I beg God to fulfill this verse in my life, and then tell Him, “Today I have a paint job here in the neighborhood. I need Your help, Lord. I can’t do this without You. That’s how sick I’ve felt lately. I don’t have the strength to do this on my own. You have strengthened me before and I trust You will do it again. In Jesus mighty name, amen.”
After that, I get up, get dressed for work, load up the truck, and kiss my wife goodbye. I stop by the paint store to pick up some supplies. I’m still nauseous and having bad left abdomen pain. My anxiety is also messing with me. I try not to focus on it. I get to the job by 8:30am. I’m in major pain all morning as I work. MAJOR PAIN! Again, I want to go to the E.R. and get help, but it’s pointless so I get it out of my mind. “This will pass Jason. Hang in there.”
At 11:30am, I take a break for lunch and head to Chipotle. I order a burrito bowl … just white rice, double chicken, and some guac. My stomach typically does okay with those three items. I still feel nauseous with left abdomen pain, major fatigue, and malaise. After eating, I put my seat back in my work truck and rest for about 20 minutes. I end up texting with one of my friends who is battling brain cancer.
I’m back on the job by 1pm. Now my upper stomach aches. It feels bloated like it needs to release some gas. 20 minutes later I finally begin belching and it releases the pressure. “Why is my stomach so jacked up the last few months?” I drunk a little bit of Starbucks coffee as I continued painting the ceilings. Thankfully, today I didn’t really deal with one of my nasty headaches that brings on horrible brain fog. As the afternoon progressed, my symptoms began to reduce. Thank God! I worked til 4:30pm and then packed up. I have to be careful not to overdo it.
I came home, put my equipment away, and just laid on the floor with the dogs for 30-minutes. They help me feel relaxed. My neck and mid-back are extremely sore. I took some meds and supplements to help me … Gaba, Turmeric, Magnesium, Vitamin C, Omega 3 Oil, Vitamin D, 5-HTP, Selenium, 6 drops of Cats Claw in water, and .25mg of Clonazepam. I eat some dinner with the family, get cleaned up, and then relax on the couch with a small cup of fresh coffee. I send a contract to a customer and deposit a check online.
Now I’m typing this blog. I feel decent right now. Definitely much much better than I was this morning. I’m extremely grateful for the respite. I’m also extremely grateful for what I was able to accomplish at work today. At times, the pain felt unbearable, but God helped me through.
I did it!
Thank You, Lord.
So that’s the latest with me. Still battling. One day at a time.
Time to relax and watch some TV. Tomorrow I’m back at it … more ceilings to paint.
Battling with you,
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