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Wednesday, November 8, 2017

trading off

this is a thing, you learn as you go.  i am feeling better at the moment, but it was a rough ride this morning.  seems, in taking so much of my colcrys, trying to facilitate in the alleviation of the gout flare that had its hooks in me, along with the allopurinol and the prednisone, i woke at 3 this morning with a bubbling in my guts and an irrigation issue to deal with for the next 12 hours.  it was not fun, i assure you, and the trade off of walking was barely compensatory.  but i am grateful, both conditions are a bit remiss and i am okay with that at the moment. 

this has been an irritating day for a couple of reasons.  one, i wasn't able to pay the rent for the noon meeting, for the past 2 months.  we have the money, that's not an issue.  more to the point, it's the hardest thing in the world to go down to the clinic and simply give them the money you have to pay for your meeting to have continued space.  it shouldn't be that hard; in 2017 you really should be able to log on, transfer funds and be done with it.  the second thing was peripheral.  the hall has been closed for remodeling.  it was said to be closed from Tuesday last til Tuesday just past.  okay.  to be on the safe side, as i was trying to see if someone would be there to take our money for the meeting, i also inquired as to the open and ready status of the Fellowship Hall.  i was told it was open.  now, to be fair, the woman who was at the reception desk is not the regular receptionist.  however, i'm still not tip-top.  i had to stay in the bathroom and void as much liquid as i could just to have a chance to get this stuff done today.  only to get up to the Hall, open the door, step inside...and find no tiles on the floor, no chairs, no tables.  no nothing to set up a meeting.  and that was about the end of my patience with Neil Kennedy recovery clinic.  likely we'll have to reschedule our anniversary celebration, as we haven't even had the last 2 weeks to collect funds for it, and i refuse to do anything in a rush fashion.  between the issues at the sober club with our Sunday meeting and this, i'm really close to just saying fuck it all. 

but this is venting.  have to do it sometimes.  on the upside, i saw the ultrasound of Syd's child, my grandchild.  i got to visit with my parents, got to cook dinner for them, western ribs and alfredo mac and cheese.  i am up and down the stairs okay, i'm about to go make myself a chicken bacon sandwich for dinner, i've got nothing that i'm aware of scheduled for tomorrow, so i should be able to rest and take it easy.  i did pray, i did my readings, and i feel much better than i was.  so before i lose my mind and my blessings, i need to remember i have no idea what God has in store for me, but i know Jehovah has something coming, the table is set, and i have to walk in faith until i get to it.  that's it, that's all.

thank you, Father, for reminding me. 

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