you give and take away…

I haven’t written in awhile, so midnight while watching Soul Eater is the perfectly logical choice, right? Of course. As I’m curled up here in bed, wishing my summer had taken an incredibly different term, the start of school just days away (f I can afford it, but that’s another rant for another day), not knowing how my life is going to play out, it’s sort of terrifying watching where my life is going.

On July 9, I had repeat back surgery, this time to do a partial hardware removal. Things were expected to be fairly uncomplicated. Two day hospital stay, sent home to recover, not a big deal, right? Well, I should have known better. My two day stay turned into a nine day stay, as I developed hospital-acquired pneumonia, diagnosed the night my fever hit 104.7 degrees (highest fever of my life, man). Nearly a month later, I still have a Foley in. Walking is incredibly difficult, as my high school knee injury decided to completely flare up and crap out, so I have a very attractive full leg brace. I knew at one point I may need a full leg brace, but it was a hard  pill to swallow alongside the back surgery.

The surgery also gave me wicked insomnia. I’m able to sleep, some nights, but not others. My primary (who is named Happy Thanksgiving… yeah… really…) prescribed Lunesta but my insurance is denying it and we’re having to fight for it. Le sigh. Just like my Lyrica fight and that took a few weeks to get approved. It’s hard, man, it’s hard.

The simplest trips exhaust me, the most basic chores make me feel like death on a stick. I’m struggling with recovery, and it sucks! It’s been a rough, rough road. I just don’t know how I should feel about it, even. Should I feel relief that I’m recovering? Regret that things have turned out so poorly? Thankful that, for the most part, my doctors finally got their heads out of their asses are and trying to help me?

I find myself terribly angry at God. While at one point, my faith is keeping me going, another part is filled with rage and anger. Why did He let things turn out like this? Why can’t He just freaking HEAL me already? He’s God, right? Surely He can make me better and take away my pain. But at the same time, He’s not. And I can’t understand why. I can’t understand what lessons He wants me to learn from this.

My life has become a whirlwind of appointments, and when it’s not, doing some simple picking up and laying in bed playing Persona 4, Final Fantasy, or Zelda. Or watching Netflix. It sucks that this is what my life has turned into. It sucks that this is how I’m spending my summer. Not having fun outside, not having fun with my friends… but laying around in pain. I mean yes, good things are happening this summer, but at the same time, so much not good is happening. I’m watching my health fall to shambles, and not a single thing can be done.

I just wish there was an option to make it easier. I just wish there was an option to make this pain go away. I just wish there was an option to make things better.

One thought on “you give and take away…

  1. It is hard, but we have to remember that God does things in His own time. Maybe there is something planned for your future, and healing needs to come later….or maybe this is the good bit, and without you realising He has already taken the worst of the pain, and has left you with just what He feels you can cope with right now. Who knows? I will pray for you Angel =)

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