It Was a Long Week…

This past week has seemed particularly long. In spite of my optimism, the “crazy thoughts” have been creeping in. The waiting, combined with some ill-timed PMS, did a number on me the last few days. (You really would think that, at 52, I’d be over that PMS thing, but no…) Anyway, two or three nights with little to no sleep, and me in some sort of nesting fever, trying to get all the housework done in case I have to have some enforced down time, have left me exhausted. I’m trying to get lots of jewelry made for a show coming up the first weekend in August. I’ve ordered displays, a Square reader, and priced and packed all my inventory. I think I’m nearly ready for that. The apartment is still a bit of a mess, and I could stand to spend a day at the laundramat, but that will either get done or it won’t. I’m too tired to think about it right now.

The “crazy thoughts”. Those thoughts that come in the middle of the night (or sometimes in the middle of the afternoon) and say, “What if they put you under anesthesia and you never wake up?” Or, “What if you end up having to have mastectomies?” Or, “How the HELL are you gonna pay for all this?” I know, as a Christian, where those thoughts come from, and I pray against them. And God has been good.

One way in which God has been particularly good is in answering that last question. In Kentucky, there is a program called Breast and Cervical Cancer Medicaid, and apparently I meet the qualifications for it. I will know more on Thursday, when I go to finalize the paperwork for that, but it appears that this program will cover the cost of all the treatment. Praise God from Whom all blessings flow!