Today I woke up sick--sneezing, sore throat, climbing fever, kind of sick.  Thank you, Eva.  You are so sweet, we will try and not be too upset you gave me your cold (and it feels like I was hit by a Mack truck!)
Faith, Tylenol, popsicles and lots of tissue--that's what is getting me through.

Yesterday was Michael's funeral and a very long day.  I really enjoyed the two friends' talks by Keith Jacobson and Senator Mike Lee.  Also, the song I was leading (I am a Child of God, all four verses) sounded better than I thought it would--thanks to a practice during the viewing with Melissa, Stu, and Joe.

In the evening (after my daytime nap), we ate dinner and then spread a blanket on the floor, brought together a big bag of mini chocolate bars and Tootsie Rolls, and began to read The Chocolate Touch aloud.
What is better than chocolate for bringing serotonin and peace after a trying day, right?!

I did not count on chasing Eva down so often as her naked little hiney whizzed around the corner time and time again and her little potty is quite loud on the kitchen wooden floor--oh well.  She had no nap and so we gave her a little lea way.

A funny thought came to me at the Viewing last night.  God is merciful and though hard for us for Michael to pass right now--better for him.  He had not lost all his dignity to this debilitating disease, yet!

The day before--my silly heart struggled to "turn over" and "right itself" after laying down with Eva for a long time to put her to sleep on my left side.  When I got up and took Hannah across town, my heart was beating funny and full of pressure--I thought I was having a (mostly painless) Heart Attack.  When I Googled things, it turns out to fit a condition called MVP--Mitral Valve Prolapse.  This is a genetic condition that Mike (probably) had and my Mom.

Doctor Gordon Harkness mentioned that this may even be so intense becuase I halved my thyroid medications and it is TOO LOW and my heart is working hard while dormant.  Cardiologist are very hard to get into so we may have to get in through the ER.

This has added yet another lay of pressure on this early pregnancy.  Oh well, Proverbs 3:5-6 right?