What a week it has been!
Sunday-travelled to Oceanside and back via train to be with my family. stayed up till 0100
Monday-got up at 0530. Worked my normal 10 hour, no break day. Had my first panic attack. Hopefully the only one. (If I was not before, I am now convinced sin causes a lot of mental illness!) Had my brother come over after midnight to talk about some things. stayed up till 0230.
Tuesday-got up at 0500. Worked for 15 hours, no break, including flying to Utah. Went to bed around 2200? No idea. Lots of crying from the kids.
Wednesday-woke up multiple times, got up at 0530 PST. Worked for 17 hours including coming back from Utah. Fell asleep during the day due to extreme fatigue. Started having symptoms of bladder infection. Went to bed sometime after 2315.
Thursday--woke up sometime before 0745. Was going to school to make up a test then go to class, but I rear ended another vehicle. Despite minor damage, it took well over an hour till I could leave and I was ticketed for not having my insurance card. The officer did not mark it as correctable. Ended up going back to school to take the test, which I did not do well on. Stayed up till at least 2245
Friday--woke up at 0400 in a lot of pain, due to infection. Literally curled up in bed in tears. Went to work at 0700, left from 0815-1045 to go get checked. Decided on Planned Parenthood due to affordability (not sure how I feel about going there. . . ) Went back to work, till 1700. Dr said I probably will feel better with a lot of rest--though I am rising early to get math help from one of my bros.
So, under 30 hours of sleep in 5 nights; over 50 hours of work.
Stressful events. . .mental haunts. . .physical trauma. . .look at me kvetching here.
Really, it was a hellish week, but there is one thing I wish to reiterate: God is still on the throne. I have highs, and I have lows like this week. But my God is faithful, never-changing. He is my stability, the sure foundation upon which I rest. I am dealing with a lot of mistakes I have made recently but he extends so much grace. As I endure the graces of consequences, I realise there is just one safe place for me--in his arms. Now, I shall succumb to another grace of his--the inability to keep my eyes open will force me to get some good sleep. Praise Him for his goodness! Despite missing 3 days of work this pay period ( a full week), I made enough in overtime this week that just 5 of my 21 accrued vacation hours brought my cheque amount to normal. I was fully expecting to need to use 20 hours and miss only 2 days--the 3rd missed day was not planned, but neither was the overtime. Thank you Father!
Sunday-travelled to Oceanside and back via train to be with my family. stayed up till 0100
Monday-got up at 0530. Worked my normal 10 hour, no break day. Had my first panic attack. Hopefully the only one. (If I was not before, I am now convinced sin causes a lot of mental illness!) Had my brother come over after midnight to talk about some things. stayed up till 0230.
Tuesday-got up at 0500. Worked for 15 hours, no break, including flying to Utah. Went to bed around 2200? No idea. Lots of crying from the kids.
Wednesday-woke up multiple times, got up at 0530 PST. Worked for 17 hours including coming back from Utah. Fell asleep during the day due to extreme fatigue. Started having symptoms of bladder infection. Went to bed sometime after 2315.
Thursday--woke up sometime before 0745. Was going to school to make up a test then go to class, but I rear ended another vehicle. Despite minor damage, it took well over an hour till I could leave and I was ticketed for not having my insurance card. The officer did not mark it as correctable. Ended up going back to school to take the test, which I did not do well on. Stayed up till at least 2245
Friday--woke up at 0400 in a lot of pain, due to infection. Literally curled up in bed in tears. Went to work at 0700, left from 0815-1045 to go get checked. Decided on Planned Parenthood due to affordability (not sure how I feel about going there. . . ) Went back to work, till 1700. Dr said I probably will feel better with a lot of rest--though I am rising early to get math help from one of my bros.
So, under 30 hours of sleep in 5 nights; over 50 hours of work.
Stressful events. . .mental haunts. . .physical trauma. . .look at me kvetching here.
Really, it was a hellish week, but there is one thing I wish to reiterate: God is still on the throne. I have highs, and I have lows like this week. But my God is faithful, never-changing. He is my stability, the sure foundation upon which I rest. I am dealing with a lot of mistakes I have made recently but he extends so much grace. As I endure the graces of consequences, I realise there is just one safe place for me--in his arms. Now, I shall succumb to another grace of his--the inability to keep my eyes open will force me to get some good sleep. Praise Him for his goodness! Despite missing 3 days of work this pay period ( a full week), I made enough in overtime this week that just 5 of my 21 accrued vacation hours brought my cheque amount to normal. I was fully expecting to need to use 20 hours and miss only 2 days--the 3rd missed day was not planned, but neither was the overtime. Thank you Father!
Argh. Sorry your week was so rough....not so sorry that you experienced God's sovereignty in it. Amen Annabelle. The King on the throne!
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