It is a strange day. Via Christus (our church plant) officially ended last week. It was a necessary but sad ending. So today has felt rather strange as we had a quiet morning at home not hosting a church service. Life is full of transitions these days and it is often the small details of such that impact me the most.
Aidan is sleeping at the moment. He is doing very well – gaining weight and doing all the stuff babies do at this stage. I’m getting along. The blood clot has dissolved enough that I am regaining use of my leg. I haven’t been able to do much more than hobble to the bathroom the past couple of weeks, so walking (somewhat) again is a treat. I’m also getting off the heavy duty meds which thankfully means the fog in my head is clearing. I still have months of tests and treatment to go to get all this resolved, but the intense and painful part is ending. I think I was so desperate for life to return to some form of normal after Aidan was born that the pain and tedium of this was driving me nuts. But things are looking up.
I have a few posts in my head that I hope to post this next week. I hate living under a fog and look forward to being myself again soon. Until then…