Frendell at camp

Frendell left on Sunday afternoon, after he had several hours of sleep, to go to Camp Akita for the week. He is pastor this week for teen camp. Winnchee left on Monday and so begins my whole week by myself at home. I was apprehensive at first, but I'm glad that other than a small incident of falling off the step stool, I'm actually doing okay. Just a small bump on my arm and leg...

I will be forever grateful to Carol for coming over to walk with me on Tues and Wednesday, otherwise, I would never see another person for several days at a time. My brother and sister also call everyday to make sure I'm okay. Faith texted several times to check up on me. Pat called to make sure I was alright. Mom called to see how the two did on the bike ride. Sharon offered to give me a ride, but I had cancelled all my appts coz I knew Frendell was gonna be out of town this week. Barb called to try and schedule dinner, Dana emailed to schedule lunch. I am so glad that people still remember me and try to keep in touch, otherwise, I would be alone all week and not have any contact with anyone, except my nightly calls from Frendell. Poor thing has to stay outside when he talks to me coz he does not get signal in his room at the lodge :-) Okay, enough of my pity party...

I'm glad Mahal's doing well at camp.. I miss him and can't wait until he gets home. I am proud of myself for not falling apart. I have not felt well all week... this cold keeps lingering or coming back or whatever. I cough at night and in the morning. I try to walk everyday, and thanks to Carol, she has motivated to go out everyday. Tomorrow, the weather's supposed to be cooler, so I am looking forward to that... maybe I can walk out longer. Although I must say that my left heel and my back really hurt after I walk. i don't know if it's my shoes, or as Carol said, maybe plantar fasciatis or spurs. I sure hope not... I am so tired of being in pain... I'm sorry to complain...

I told God today that I really need help with changing my attitude and my feelings of "distress". I need His help to focus on getting better and allowing myself to heal and experience and then be able to accept it. I have tried to do something each day... walking, the other day I made muffins, but they didn't taste so good :-( and I try to cook something to eat once a day, so i won't just each cereal all day. So, I think I've done well following the doctor's homework of doing one or two things a day. Oh, I actually did laundry too and sorted out some mail and stuff. I discovered that I don't like to sort through some things coz I don't know what to do with them.. some things you need to keep around but don't have room for. Hopefully next week, I will feel stronger and have the nerve to just tackle one box at a time.

Good night and I look forward to the week-end...