So do not fear, for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
-Isaiah 41:10 NIV
My strength is being tested. Withdrawal has me reeling.
I am so thankful for family. I’m so thankful that we no longer live six hours away.
Yesterday, when my parents found out how bad I was still feeling, they hopped in the car and came to pick up C so that I could focus on taking care of myself. I felt so guilty for not being able to focus adequately on meeting C’s needs; but at the same time, so relieved that I could lie down all day in my dizzy stupor, fall in and out of sleep as needed, and rest in quiet darkness.
I went down to zero on Saturday. It’s been a tumultuous few days of severe migraines, dizziness, brain shivers, nausea, vomiting, chills, fatigue and tears. There have been moments when I didn’t think I could survive it. It’s now Tuesday and I’m still so dizzy and nauseous. I woke up at 8am. It’s now 9:30 and I’m ready for a nap. This is all-consuming and exhausting.
I thank God for my husband and his unwavering belief in my strength to overcome this, my family and #PPDchat support.
Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined it would be this difficult.
Dear reader, if you pray, please pray for me. That I may have the strength to endure this and come out on the other side of it.