Exhausted.

It's amazing how much one day of being sick can really take out of you.

I woke up yesterday with the overwhelming urge to vomit, and vomit I did for hours until there was nothing left in my system. Today, I woke up and that urge was gone, but a new overwhelming feeling had taken over: the feeling of exhaustion.

When your body forces you to dispel everything inside itself, it is physically draining, but that's not all. It's also mentally, emotionally and even spiritually draining. I found myself multiple times yesterday kneeling over the toilet begging God to make it stop. When I was laying in our recliner, I had to force myself to not think about throwing up. As far as the emotionally draining part, well, spending all day at home making frequent trips to the toilet, and missing your brother's first ever performance in a high school production tends to take a toll.

But life goes on ...

Eventually you stop throwing up. Eventually you can stop forcing yourself to think of other things, and eventually your family comes home. After being sick, you have to take it slow. I think of it as God's way of slowing me down a bit. You can't just jump back into life -- believe me, I tried! but you can take tiny steps toward normalcy again. For instance, I am about to head off to closing night of Ben's musical. Tomorrow, I'll wake up (at a normal time) and go to church. Eventually the soreness will fade and Monday morning I will go to work.

Life may stop for a day or so, but it will always restart itself. God is always in control and will always see me through! =]