Lion and Lambs

My poor pathetic puppy is under the knife. I’m trying to concentrate on work while someone is cutting on my baby. I understand it was my choice to have her spayed, and I believe it is a very good idea to do for pets. While she is down, I am having her AVID microchipped, and rabies vaccinated, and just for good measure I told them to throw in a pawdicure to make her feel better.

Do you know that they charge extra for pain medicine and it is optional ??!?! No option for my pathetic princess. Can you imagine having your abdomen opened and then someone telling you pain medicine is optional?? It is kind of like doctors believing babies don’t need pain control because they can’t tell you they are hurting. Let’s call it Brain Control!!

Let me translate that from algebra…Five migraines plus one knee replacement plus two schools equals zero blogging.

Monsoon season is a huge challenge for those of us with migraine, even if my doc had done the Botox right, so I have been having almost daily migraines. These are interspersed with daily moderate to severe headaches. I was going nuts and becoming more down and more frustrated each day that I woke up with one. Then, by the mercy of God, Friday afternoon the streak broke and I have been forty-eight hours without a headache. It is sooo wonderful to feel good! (though it is kind of scary to mention it out loud!)

A friend of mine just had total knee replacement so I have been helping him out. If I say “TED hose” will I receive any sympathy??

As, I mentioned before, I started classes at two schools. By signing up for an online algebra class, I thought I was getting into an open-entry/open-exit situation. The school shock continues. My instructor called and asked me if I wanted him to drop me from the class. I asked him, “why,” and he said, “because I had not started the class yet.” When I got the misunderstanding straightened out, I had several hours of getting the school math site loaded, registered, yes paid more money to be able to access it, and figured out where the work was hidden. It was then that I found out I was already past due on two assignments. AARRGHH! I got that worked out with the teacher and spent the next few days catching up on the five assignments I then had due. Yes, I can figure out why the equation above is incorrect, but don’t ask me much beyond that. My weakness is that I like to do things as simply as possible and whoever developed the laws in algebra must have been terribly bored, but that is another story!!

Fortunately my other class has very little homework because I was starting to think I needed my head examined….again!

My patient is much better now, so I return home tomorrow, AND I get my pathetic puppy back. I sure do miss her. My friend that is puppysitting her, just purchased one of her half siblings so I hear they are adorable together. (more pathetic puppy pictures!)

…to help me color my wings. She posted this incredible song, by Melissa Lawson for me. Though she did it and sent me the link a week ago, in God’s perfect timing I opened it today. Now while she is getting our lunch, I sit in a pool of tears. It is incredible how good it feels to be believed in, especially by someone whom I love and respect so much, and when others, who also love me, have tried to discourage me. There are more tears as I was self-doubting the last few days amidst oppressive migraines, and God knew today is when I needed to hear it.

What if it doesn’t work out? It is far better that I tried.

BUT…What if it all goes right? Thanks for your support, and for loving me the way you do!

My angel at puppy sleepaway camp…again. I think we need to start calling it Timesharing Puppy. Anyway, not only is she enjoying a float in the pool, she has her own life preserver in case she forgets how to puppy paddle.

and miles to go before I sleep. Somehow in a weak moment I decided that the course I am taking at Phoenix Seminary for enrichment, should be taken for credit. I understood that it would cost more, and that I would have to fill out the application and in the class I would have more work to do. I also decided that it would possibly be better for me in t he future for my major and for my ministry plans.

I called the school to see if they could allow the conversion and found out I would have three essays to write, along with a resume. The gentlemen on the phone was very nice, and asked me if I would have any time to get them done on Friday. (in between getting my toenail removed and hoping for shots in my neck to relieve these insane headaches) I pleaded with him to give me until Monday and he said he would ask. If I didn’t hear from him everything was okay.

Apparently everything was fine…for school. Later in the day I got a tremendous migraine, one that leaves you craving the tile of a bathroom floor to get cool and so you are close to the toilet should the beast decide to violently leave your body. No essays.This morning I awoke, anxious for the day as I love Sundays and being able to go learn more about my God who loves me so. Ten lousy minutes into the service and wham!! i had to go home to bed where I slept for six hours. Still no essay time.

Yes, as you read this I imagine you are thinking, you could be doing your essays now and you would be write right. However, I did muddle my way through two of them, my autobiography, and my history service to God. My final one is God’s direction for my life and how I know He has one.

Amongst this, I have my homework for the Bible Study I am already committed to and love, Mending The Soul, homework for a class I am pretty sorry I signed up for, a puppy that is dying for some attention, and this pain that will not leave me. So I thought I would take a break and blog. You wouldn’t know it from my absences, but I really love to blog. I think I just forget how much sometimes.

Yes, it is a lot like sticker shock!!

I decided that the time is now for me to go back to school and work on my degree. It is a goal of mine to get at least my bachelors, with finishing my associates seemingly a good starting point. Let me tell you, college people are not impressed if you do not have a major to declare. That sent me on this huge trip around and around the campus to clear it up and get “focused”.

Next on the agenda was to take placement tests as it has been a few years since I have been to school. I didn’t make it into regular algebra so I have to spend time and money getting caught up, though it will not count toward my degree. I was disappointed, and with all my recent mental work, I am okay with it, it just is. So now I have the frustration of having to take this class that will mean nothing, and on I go in this endeavor.

I am told I can register online, so I spend time figuring out their system, wait three days for my ID numbers, cannot register for this class at this time. Call the school. No, you need to go to advisement (again) before you can register for this class. Great. Two more trips in the heat to find massive lines, I call to see if I can just get an appointment. No, but if you come before your rooster crows, the line will be shorter.

I get up too early, run around, race to the school, wait over an hour, only to be told I must have reached a newbie at registration, I do not need advisement. Yes, I can spell FRUSTRATION!

Back to registration, have to update my anitquated information because they did not get the form I faxed two weeks earlier when I was trying to register online. Registered, paid, sent to bookstore. Okay here it comes:

$ 165.00 for ONE book. Granted it is a BIG book but even by the pound it is $ 31.00 per pound and I can’t even eat it!! So I got another education…online textbooks. $ 69.00 (with the answers!)

Just trying to go to school is an education in itself. All this for a class that means nothing. Okay, it is a means to an end…but still.

In a continuing series, this is Tootsie with my friend. Mind you, when I am at my friend’s house, Tootsie will not normally let anyone but me hold her for fear that I will leave without her. Well, the other night after being at puppy sleepaway camp for a few nights, Tootsie left a little gift on my friend’s bedroom floor. When I scolded Tootsie she hightailed it into the other room and jumped up in my friends’ arms. I call this one, “Well SHE loves me!”

I went to the blogfest with several AZ Bloggers and was consequently shamed into getting back on here. I know I should have been blogging this whole journey I have been on, but my therapists require journaling in manuscript, so, while that is not an excuse, that is where all my writing has been. After being blogrolled, I was determined that I needed to get back online and then was granted a six day migraine, followed shortly by a three day migraine. Therefore I am now going to start back by catching everyone up on where I have been in abbreviated form.

emotional, frustrated, migraines, spiraling, intensive, processing, bottom, intensive, processing, softening, growth, Botox, homework, migraines, Sedona, groups, processing, San Diego, Sea World, migraine, writing, growth, homework, peace, migraines, homework, Botox, Flagstaff, wedding, migraine

Okay we’re all caught up now.

P.S. the wedding was not mine, but my adorable niece!

The cross abandonded, the tomb empty. Hope for despair, Revelation for confusion, Peace for fear.

Life by death.

He is Risen!! Hallelujah!! He is Risen!!

The group, Tree63, wrote anamazing song with a metaphor that I repeat often to get through my days. Since Good Friday is used as the metaphor for the darkness in this world, what better time to share it with you? Here is part of it, the full lyrics can be found at Jesus Freak Hideout. I thank them for sharing!

Someone kneels in the dark somewhere
And darkness is already crumbling
It’s Friday, but Sunday comes

Sunday – Hallelujah – it’s not so far, it’s not so far away
Sunday – Hallelujah – it’s not so far, it’s not so far away

Broken promises, weary hearts
But one promise remains:
Crucified, he will come again
It’s Friday, but Sunday is coming
It’s Friday, but Sunday is coming

It’s Friday, but Sunday is coming!!