Happy Sabbath
I am having a good quiet and comfortable day at home. My church had an event Sunday that I was able to help out with. I went about helping with the set up and when I returned with some more items for one of the vendors, I met my parents at the area where they were administering covid vaccinations. Before I was to sit down and get the booster I decided to have my blood pressure checked. My pressure has historically been high and mainly so because I don't consistently take my medication and I like my food to taste like something. I sat down as my dad was getting his booster on the other end of the table and they told be a reading they were greatly concerned about. They were so concerned, they said that I should go to the ER. Of course I declined that and decided to go home and try to rest for a bit and take that medicine that I never take. I went home and took a nap for about 2-3 hours before heading back out to try to assist with packing things up. The people who did the vaccines were gone but there was another table by another medical team that was still doing blood pressure. I had my pressure checked again and it was incredibly higher than before. The people who knew what was going on refused to allow me to carry anything, packed my car with my belongings and sent me on my way. I went home and tried hard to rest more as I had more anxiety around what was going on. My dad went an purchased an automatic blood pressure reader and I have been trying to limit my sodium intake and take my medications to control the BP. So far my numbers are looking good and I am thankful for the opportunity to check my BP and see how bad it really was.
When I had my fourth covid booster shot, I believe I developed a rash or hives the very next day and it stayed with me for a few days. It is so hard for me to take medicine and so when my mom presented me with two benadyl pills with no box providing directions and her straight away telling me to take it, I took both trusting her judgment. Later that day I struggled to keep focused on my work and it took everything out of me to just post three service notes. I had to retire for the night and the next morning I still was not feeling right so I worked from 4:30am to 6:30am and took off for the rest of the day. I spent the day cleaning up around the house, watching tv and dancing. When I had tried to check notes early that morning I saw I was writing stuff in the system and clearly not in my right mind so I have to go in and fix the notes which I can do Monday. I thought it was burn out but it was actually due to Benadryl I took. I never had such an effect in my life and don't want that to happen again. I took it while being sleep deprived and felt like I was having an anxiety attack.
So my week has been focused on my health and trying not to stress out. Today, plans at church were very different mainly because of the lack of communication from church members leading out service. I'm sure they were disappointed that I did not jump out of my house and race over in my car to meet and support them but I am not going to be doing such things any more. I am not putting my health or my son's health and safety at risk. I talked to my son and continue to talk to him about things he needs to be aware of. We will be worshipping in out new location next week and I look forward to it but I am not going to throw caution to the wind. There are many great and kind people but only God truly has our backs. I thank God for keeping my son and I through this week, helping me with my blood pressure and for what He will do at this new church location we will worship at. There is much around to discourage and CONFUSE us and others but I don't have time for that. May the Lord shut all of that mess down. May His purpose and goals be realized and Name be glorified through our obedience, persistence and growing faith.