too much chicken broth

well, it's story time for you all..be excited. so saturday, i felt like someone had ran me over with a very large truck. it was the whole body aches, throat stuffed with cotton and don't even mention the head. you know that little cartoon character that has stars spin around its head when it gets hurt? that was me. kind of the 'did you just say something to me?' thing. not fun.

then sunday, oh sweet Jesus. let's just say, i could not get in that car to minute clinic fast enough. i literally thought my throat was being chopped into pieces. ha and you probably think i'm being dramatic....well, anyways. once inside the tiny room with the elderly nurse-that doesn't quite know what she's doing-we start the interrogation. you know the 'any allergies?' 'birth date?' 'any symptoms?' 'what are the symptoms of your symptoms?' seriously..just stick those death cotton things down my throat and lets go. well, after about 30 minutes, we figured out it wasn't strep. so to make a long story short...i've read 1.5 books since yesterday morning and have gone through about 8 advil. not to mention the chicken broth i've eaten...talk about yummy...

so why am i spilling my sob story? not quite sure, but i think i had a point. through this..i've learned something (shocking, i know). this life isn't always perfect...Jesus even told us this. but that's okay. because right after He said we'd have problems, He tells us not to worry - that He already overcame those problems. He promises that even though we may have issues, He came to this earth to FIX them. He doesn't want me in bed, defeated, because every time i swallow, i think of crying. no ma'am. He wants me to thank Him and be *happy* because i know He hasn't forgotten about me. He loves me and He WILL heal me. I just have to remember that He already took that pain and now all i have to do is trust Him for that healing.