Sickness is so Much Worse

Last week we had our first stomach sickness in the family since Rory’s passing. A night of vomiting.

Luckily, it was me.

I can get a read on my pain. I can access if it feels like something more than food poisoning or stomach virus.

But even then…

I spent two days reliving.

Two days trying to calm my brain.

Two days pounding down anxiety.

When I awoke on the third day, feeling better, I thought it’d be an easier day.

I had two panic attacks before noon.

And I know my worries and concerns were not alone. I saw them in the eyes and heard it in the voice of Lance and the boys.

Life.

Everyday life.

Is quite debilitating.