For the second time this week, our family has visited the Emergency room. It is quite sad, really. My diabetes decided to act up this morning. It truly wasn't the worst it has ever been, but it was the worst Andy has ever seen it - I guess he has been deployed every other time that I have passed out/blacked out/lost my mind because of a low blood sugar. I guess I started acting weird on the way to church, so he told me to check my sugar level - I got out my machine, pricked my finger, then just sat there in a daze. Then I did it again. I don't remember anything, for at least 5 minutes, probably more. Last thing I remember we were just leaving Hahira. He says we got half way to church (which is 15 minutes way) before he turned around and headed the opposite direction toward the hospital. We were only 5 minutes from the hospital when I suddenly "woke up" and said, "where are we?"
I knew what was wrong with me. It has happened before. It isn't too common, but it has happened before. But since Andy had never seen it, he sort of freaked out. The doctor at the ER pretty much just said... duh. Which I expected. But it made Andy feel better to take me there... so, oh well. After I ate something to get my sugar up, and they checked me for any other blaring problems, (besides the long list I had already filled out) he noted my heart murmur, (which I had forgotten to mention), then he pretty much said "go home, get some rest, try not to be stressed".
So it really wasn't a good start to the day - It was Andy's last Sunday here, and we were looking forward to visiting with our friends - That didn't happen.
Then, our day got better.
We got an offer on our house.
That was just the news we needed, at that exact moment. After spending the morning feeling physically incapable of taking care of myself, and knowing that there was absolutely no way that I could stay here, in S. GA by myself, it really felt like a blessing from God to have someone want to buy our house.
I had always planned to stay with my parents while Andy was gone, but the house was still hanging over my head - grass to mow, electric and water bill to keep track of, dust that would need to be "dusted" at least once a month, what to do about the house plants, etc etc etc. Now that we have an offer on the house, all of those little stresses just seem somehow less.
There are still details to iron out. Closing will take at least 30 days. I will have to do that without Andy - Thank goodness for power of attorney! But now that I KNOW that the house is going to sell (think positive!) I know that I have to take my plants to Mom's house. I don't have to worry about mowing the yard. And I can turn off the electricity and water.
Little details - little stresses. But they add up. So getting an offer on the house was a huge relief.
There are only a few days left before Andy leaves.
I am doing my best to just enjoy him.
Strangely enough, that is hard to do. I think too much. I am making a conscious effort to turn off my brain, and just live these last few days. I need that. He needs that from me. If you think about it, I would really appreciate a few prayers.
Thanks my friends~