Stupid cheerleaders, Venus Williams, Rangers
I have an 80 yr old neck. Dang it! So it's high time I got it fixed. The 27th. My neurosurgeon is gonna fix my deformity (yeah, just found out abt that part...!), 3 blown out discs, bone spurs, add in a plate and some screws and make me as good as new! 13 yrs I've had this jacked up thing. I blame cheerleading. And those stupid girls (see below) who kept dropping me (no offense). I'm sure it had nothing to do with MY poor technique. Or my crappy gymnastics skills. NOOOOO! Or that car wreck (s).




There's a risk it could change my voice. Yikes. So pray for me. Cuz that's kinda like MY JOB! But like my Dallas voiceover agent, Julie Holman said "It certainly won’t alter your talent, delivery or the way you approach a script. And that is 90% of it." I like that! Actually pretty pumped about getting it fixed! Then...
Just when I thought I saw the light at the end of the tunnel...the end of the pain, the end of "I wanna chop off my freaking head and throw it out the window....I do the routine blood work for the upcoming surgery and guess what? I find out I've got an autoimmune disease. Um, ok. Great. Sjogrens Syndrome. How do you even SAY that? I have none of the symptoms except joint pain, fatigue, and no feeling in my hands and feet. Me and Venus Williams. (I hide it really well, unless you are my husband, then u get to hear about it). Like I told a friend earlier who asked...who really wants to hear anyone whine about their chronic pain? NO ONE! I will share this. I couldn't open up the freaking pain pill bottle the other day and I broke down crying. So yay. Now I get to go see a rheumatologist. My insurance co. loves me.

But I know WHY. 2 Cor. 1:4 "SO THAT" I can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort I myself received from God. So if you have chronic pain, lemme hear from you. I'd like to pass along the comfort I've received. :0) And let me tell you. It's been a lot of comfort!
Facing pain. Facing loss of potential jobs. Uncertainty about future. But guess what. I have total peace. And I mean that.
My life verses. Memorized when I was a kid. And said pretty much daily.
"Be anxious for nothing. But in everything by prayer and petition with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God which surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus our Lord." Phil. 4:6-7
Don't feel sorry for me. I don't want this to be what you think of when you see me. I'm still just same goofy me. Just with a big old scar across my neck. Eww. I hope it's not gross. Dr. said he'd put it on a wrinkle. Now where he's gonna find a wrinkle on this skinny tower of a neck I dunno?
Go Rangers!





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