This has been the most stressful six weeks of my life ever.
Not only did I acquire the Community MRSA infection in my thumb and it went into the bone.
But during the time of remedy I sat for 2 -2 ½ hours twice daily being pumped full of antibiotics to kill the infection.
With that I acquired all sorts of little anomalies the medication generates in your body and just the feeling of being lethargic daily and trying to maintain proper diet so the medication did not kill my stomach totally.
During this time I choose to agree with the doctors that I could work but done so from home with the approval of management team.
Knowing I am a dedicated hard worker.
What was not anticipated upon was just how hard it was to trouble shoot and resolve some things that normally I get better when face to face.
Which if not for such an awesome team lead and/or peers. I would have melted down far more then the two times I just thought I could not take it any longer.
I am not one to hold anyone up because I don’t understand something or I just can’t get something to work in a timely manner that I would ever miss a date.
Yet the obstacles were there daily, and intensified with my health situation.
On top of trying to perform at the top, when knowing I was still so very new to this team that was enormous in comparison to all other projects I have been tasked with.
Not in the perspective of work, but the perspective of how many things are interdependent.
Then the weight of my personal emotions during this six week period, which I had to report every day twice a day for treatments.
When my mother went to the hospital and I could not travel to be there
When my daughter went to the hospital and I really could not do anything
When my sons uncle passed and I could not travel to the funeral
When my sister in law just needs company and I can not travel
When my biological father is hospitalized and placed on dialysis 3 times a day and even if I wanted I cannot travel
When I am preparing to move and have to wait for the picc line to be removed before I can prepare
I have thought much over these past several weeks; and if there is one thing for sure.
We never know what will happen next. Truly I was working out almost every day; feeling good, looking good and all of a sudden this life threatening issue that attached my thumb from touching something with a wound on my hand that had MRSA on it.
I am thankful that the images of clinging to my Spiritual father, arms wrapped around and holding to his legs for dear life, never to let go.
As he looks upon me like a child, telling me do worry yourself. As it is what it is and all will work out.
No matter what happens in this lifetime; there is and always will be the Father; Son and Holy spirit whenever you choose to call upon.
During this time it is best you learn to see; and hear the message.
For sometime you give everything; yet receive nothing back because of the lack of calm and quiet devotion.
Even during this time of turmoil you face. You still continue to reach and strive for everything and everyone else. Trying to gain resolutions to issues that are not your own.
They are all mine!
Follow your own words of wisdom to all you care about.
Let go; Let God And you may hold onto me as the child you are.
But I prefer you stand up and speak with me one on one. And listen to all I have to say; show and give.
For this six weeks is nothing compared to the enternity that awaits.
