Some sad stories to tell.
I feel tired. There are too many things to bear in body and soul. Today I have come to write things that weigh on my soul. I have not been able to write with much concentration, first of all my cat Meme, when he looks at me standing in front of my laptop he arrives unexpectedly. He wants to climb on the table where I rest my laptop and it's a fight with him to stop him from trying. He is spoiled, spoiled by me.
I have had no patients this week and thank God who knows what he does because my body has been going through colon problems, which is not atypical for me, but it has happened twice this week and these pictures of colonic inflammation leave me feeling very low.
On another point of my dilemmas, my son has been under the stress of thesis submission and also has to stay at work. For those of you who have had to present their own thesis you will understand how he is felling right now and how I feel in response as a mother.
He has had to spend hours of late nights and early mornings writing page after page of his presentation, while I'm up and down worrying about him getting a few hours rest before he starts work. I went through that but I did it alone. I was in another state away from my family and I had to organize myself to do the best I could. I am here today for my son and I help him as much as I can.
But he is already exhausted. Last night were already his last pages and he already handed in the thesis at 3am, now he has to wait for the approval of the jury to continue with the next step in his plan.
My cats are misbehaving. Copito was seriously ill two months ago and thanks to the care we gave him at home he is doing very well now, but my son and I don't want him to go out at night because he will come back beaten again. We are thinking of taking him to the vet this week to have both cats neutered… then we will allow him to go outside again.
In the meantime my Copito can't stand the confinement and at night and he meows too much. He pushes the door of my room and cries as loud as he can to get me to open the door so he can go outside… Believe me, at 4 am this repeated sound for over a week is exhausting. I usually go to bed late at night, 12pm to 1am and it’s wearing out my body's stamina. Last night it was very bad behavior.
On the other hand I am doing prayer for my friends with covid. A very special friend is in Spain since the situation in my country became difficult she came. She is an asthmatic, she is a doctor and was active in taking care of covid patients.
She has tested positive and in her case with a history of bronchial asthma she is in bad condition in the ICU of a hospital in Spain.
It’s difficult to communicate to another country to find out with colleagues about my friend's situation, but I have already received information about her condition and she is still unconscious in therapy.
Also the parents of another doctor colleague are infected, they are older adults with covid and are being attended virtually at home by specialists in pneumolnology.
There are also other friends here on the platform and elsewhere who are also in my prayers. This is what I can offer, my spiritual help with the power of the word in prayer.
Also to my sorrow it is the birthday of my beloved younger brother who passed away 9 years ago, God rest his soul, Amen.
Thinking about death which is one more step or better to say it is the last step of all of us who are still alive makes me a little nostalgic. God is the Creator and God is the one who decides.
To give thanks for the years of life he has given me. For all the trials he has allowed me to go through and for all the prayers, in my prayers for everyone and everything that according to my requests he has allowed to happen.
Thank you friends for your usual reading I love you all. Please I ask all of you who make it to the end of this reading to ask and say a prayer in your comments in honor of those who have passed away from covid and for the speedy recovery of those who are going through the symptoms of this scourge today. Thank you all for this great favor. God bless you all.
Oh my! Why everyone is problematic, including the pets in the house? Take care, praying for healing for you, Copito, and your friend from Spain. God bless you, my friend!