May I Please Get Back to “Normal”?

Actually, if I can just get back to what passes for normal… Yes, that sounds good!

Seriously, it was one month ago today that I posted Why Has Tammy Been Quiet?
It was eleven days ago that I posted, Sometimes You Just Keep Fighting.

It was THIS WEEK that I finally felt RIGHT again. I really was recovering when I made that post on May 6th, but one thing this whole event has taught me is that you don’t recover as quickly at 62 as you do at, say, 42.

I fought and made it through the work weeks, though exhaustion followed me home. Weekend before last my body shut down on me, demanding true recovery time. Last weekend was some better, though I felt like my brain was mush and still didn’t have it in me to think seriously about anything beyond the most basic household chores.

This Monday, while at work, I abruptly realized I was back to thinking totally clearly. I’ve still not been sleeping right, or not consistently, so I was ready to go to bed long before bedtime on Monday, but I was only sleepy rather than exhausted as I had been after work every week for weeks. Also, my brain proved itself to be back in order over the past two days when it let me take some very important training and pass the final exam. YAY!

In “Sometimes You Just Keep Fighting,” I said, “When God gives you an assignment, the devil is going to try to distract you, derail you, stop you.” At that point, I was talking about my calling in the church and the importance of the fundraiser I was working on. Today, however, I realized just how completely the devil managed to derail me where this blog is concerned. This, too, is my calling. I’m here for a reason, to serve a purpose, and for the past month the only word you’ve had from me came in the form of posts I scheduled weeks and, in some cases, months ago.

I’m so sorry.

Yesterday, as I left the office, I actually had a list of “catch up” errands I really need to take care of this weekend, but the Houston area was the recipient of some insane weather yesterday evening that left much of our area without power thanks to straight line winds that left a wide path of destruction. (Thank God our town, to my knowledge, didn’t see the threatened tornadoes!) Yes, we were part of the power outage and downed trees; the power came on at about 6:30 this morning. Praise God, the outside temp had dropped so dramatically that I actually slept ok. Well, as ok as I have been. After all those weeks of interrupted sleep, my body seriously needs to reset.

Anyway, I decided this morning that it doesn’t make sense to run any errands in this tree-and-trash ridden, many-areas-without-power town, so I’ve come to do some important catching up here instead.

I’ve already answered several more questions for my web developer today, so we’re making some progress there. This is your official, rambling update, so yay me…sort of. LOL! Now I have to decide what to do next, and I’m so far behind in all areas that I’m a bit overwhelmed by the number of options, but I’ll get it figured out. More to the point, I’ll look to God and ask for the next step.

THAT is one of the biggest bits of advice I can give you today. When you’re overwhelmed to the point of not even being able to face your To Do list, just ask God, “Sir? What do I do next?” If you let Him, The Holy Spirit will step in and lead you by the hand. If I didn’t already know this truth, I would after the last six weeks or so: As bad as I got mentally, God’s step-by-step leading was what got me through many of my days.

Celebrating Jesus!
Tammy C

Neti What?!

It’s amazing how you can know something, or do something, that you think is unusual, but suddenly discover that “everyone” is doing it.

Yep, it’s true. I’m astounded by how many of my friends use a neti pot. But perhaps I should back up.

I learned about the neti pot many years ago, even before doctors at the Mayo Clinic told my stepmother to use one. Then, a few years back, a couple we know well started using one too. Now, I’ve suffered from allergies and their related sinus issues for years, but the thought of pouring water up my nose was too disgusting to consider. Then came that week.

I was in bad shape, and the couple had an extra neti pot, which they offered to me; I politely declined their generosity. A relatively new friend “happened” to mention how much the sea salts she used helped her sinuses – yes, she used them with a neti pot. Then my chiropractor said, “You know, there is always the neti pot…” I threw up my hands in defeat, accepted the offered pot, listened to my friends’ instructions, then hit Google for more information.

I learned that using the pot is easy, and not nearly as disgusting as I thought. My impression had been that the water drained into your mouth (GROSS!), but you actually tilt your head way over so that it goes into one nostril, washes through that nostril’s sinus cavity, and then flows out the other nostril.

There’s no having to hold your breath or anything and, though it can be disgusting, it is very satisfying to see the gook flushed out of your sinus cavities. It is also satisfying to know that the salt left in those cavities is still busy killing bacteria, and it is very satisfying to feel the physical relief from pain and congestion. The relief may or may not come instantly, depending on how bad it is, but it does come.

Which brings me back to where I started. It seems like, since I began using it, everyone has been coming out of the neti pot closet. A friend posted on Facebook that he would probably suffer a lot less from allergies if he used it every day like he knows to. Amen; I know the same about myself. Then this friend and that friend and another friend… Time and time again, usually without me bringing it up, people mentioned how they didn’t know what they would do without their neti pots.

I sure don’t know what I’d do without mine!

Celebrating Jesus!
Tammy C