Hair

I am sure you are wondering why this entry is titled hair. On Monday, my friend called to see if we needed a ride anywhere. She thought she could call it, "Driving Miss Cindy." We had made it to gymnastics safe and sound already. I told her if she was really bored that I could really use someone to wash my hair. I know it sounds a little silly but I can't tape the bag securely on my arm for a shower and I can't really get it clean with one hand in the sink. I don't know why you feel better when you hair is clean. I usually wait for my husband to tape my garbage bag for me after work. On this particular day, I had a meeting at church and it was such a gift to go and feel a little more presentable.

I didn't get to blog yesterday because Tuesdays are typically the longest day for me. The help of the weekend has gone back to work and the nurse comes to visit. I only have to look at her to feel more tired. She informed that I have nausea sensors in my brain that are causing my head to feel heavy. Her visits are really not that stressful. She and her fellow nurse who covers for her are both very generous and kind. I just prefer to not touch my arm and my arm prefers to not be touched. I always think that I will get a little tougher or it won't phase my next week but it always does.

This brings us to the topic of why I do the things that I do. I get a lot of questions about why I volunteer at church or take my daughter to her activities when I don't feel good. The truth is that if you sat around all the time thinking about how you don't feel good, you would quickly go crazy. I am also an outgoing person so the idea of sitting around with myself all day isn't really that appealing. I do love to hang out with my daughter and my dog despite the barking but you can only spend so much time on the couch reading books and playing games.

After I picked my daughter up at school yesterday, a pan of tator tot hotdish was waiting on my step. I love that people are willing to cook for me because it takes me so much time and energy to do it right now. Today, my friend called to see if I preferred tomorrow's dinner already baked or just ready for the oven. God is at work. We are going to eat dinner at church tonight which is always fun and reminds me that my community of fellow believers is bigger than I tend to think.

Blessings,

Cindy