I recently tried using contacts again and for a full two days was loving it, but because I hadn't used them for so long, I was out of the habit of taking them out at night. I ended up leaving them in overnight and in the morning woke up in a panic as my vision was strange. When I suddenly realized it was because I had forgotten to take out the lenses, I raced to the bathroom to get them out. The first one came out right away, but not the second one. At this point I don't know what happened. Had it already come out? Or was the other lens stuck in my eye somewhere and I just couldn't see it? I wasn't sure. I tried to look myself to see if I could see it, but it wasn't obvious. I even did the "sight test" where I looked in the distance to see if my sight was clearer and in my mind it definitely was which meant it was still on my eye. So I kept trying to get it out, but the problem was, there was no lens there, as I found out later, so what I was doing in reality was rubbing my eye for a very long time back and forth and all over ultimately irritating it so much it felt like I had been punched in the eye.
I did go to the doctor just to see if it was there and he said it wasn't which meant I had created a very bad situation for myself. He gave me a different pair of lenses to try and I was supposed to take a break from wearing them until my eye got better. I had a different plan. I was driving up to my sister's place that afternoon and decided I would like to see while I was driving, so I put the lenses in again, but this time I was definitely going to remember to take them out. That night my eyes were reminding me well before bedtime to get them out. Again, the first one came out no problem, but not the second one! I almost panicked. But, fortunately, I did get it out almost right away, but not before my eye was screaming at me. I went to bed that night with it literally throbbing. I vowed no more contact lenses!
That same night, after having gone to bed, I felt something crawling on my leg. I brushed it away. We live in an old house, could have been a spider, I thought in my sleepiness. It went further down my leg. I brushed it away again, but this time, what I thought was a spider, bit me so hard I screamed out loud in pain and shock! I woke up my husband who also yelled, "What happened!" I told him, "I just got bit by a spider!" I went to turn on my flashlight on my phone and suddenly I saw what it was - a wasp! It was sitting on the edge of my bed right beside the spot where I had been "bitten" - turns out it was a sting! I couldn't believe it! What was going on with me?! I killed the wasp and attempted to go back to bed, but between my swollen eye and now my swollen knee (where I had been stung, not bit!), I felt like I had been in a fight! Needless to say it was a challenge to go back to bed......after a long time I finally fell asleep, but I woke up laughing.....did anyone else get stung while they were sleeping? We actually have tons of wasps every fall trying to get into our house, but I normally kill them before they get in our sheets! Last night I definitely checked my bed before going to sleep!
Such strange challenges.....seems like a joke almost that someone was trying to play on me. For my birthday this year, I was given a copy of part of this blog - from 2013-2015 - just two years, in book format. My sister had it printed off and bound. It was over 500 pages long! I couldn't believe it. I had no idea how much I had written. Just for fun, I had my husband read out a few journal entries. It reminded us of a bunch of stories we had forgotten, car accidents he had been in, times we had been taken care of, funny stories, miraculous stories.....it was really neat to reflect, to see how God had taken care of us again and again. Even in the funny lens story and the crazy wasp sting story, I was imagining what it would have been like if I had lost of my sight or what if I had been allergic to wasps? I wish I had been grateful longer, but for a few short moments, I was so grateful that I hadn't lost my sight and that I hadn't gone into anaphylactic shock. So maybe, these strange little stories of the last two days are just another little entry in my "book" that will remind me of God's care for me even throughout the night.
Today is going to be a big day for two of my kids. I entered them into their first University of Waterloo math contest! Hilarious. It's for the grade 5/6 age group. It's not the classic addition and subtraction contest, it's more like logic and prepping them for computer coding, but either way, it's a little intimidating. I've been prepping them for the last few weeks by doing the old contests alongside them. I HATED EVERY MOMENT!!! It isn't how my brain works at all. Sometimes I had to read and then reread every single problem what seemed like 100 times. I have to say, my logic skills have no doubt improved over the last two months - so funny. My son told me before he went to bed, "It hurts my brain!" Oh no. That means he might be like me. All the more reason to start him young and train his brain. So hopefully we're on the right track to getting my kids more mathematically inclined. I praise God for my new Ph.d. math friend who is walking me through this. Only God could bring me a friend like that!
But God has a sense of humour, he also has me teaching my other son Algebra, grade 9, and word problems. Uh, I hate word problems. But, oddly enough, I'm getting better at that, too. What is God doing?! Why is there so much math in my life?! It might be because I prayed for this, that our year would be better and more math and science focused. Well, God is oddly answering my prayer, I just don't like His answer.
Anyway, reading the blog has been an encouragement to me to see how these funny things in my life are all signs of how God takes care of us, answers our prayers so specifically, and is in the business of the little details contact lenses, wasps and math.
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