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.