I feel as though life has been choatic in the last few weeks. Once I write about them you might think the same. It has been a challenging and frustrating couple of weeks, but at the same time I am learning a few things about myself that I do not like. Now granted I like that I find these things as well, because it causes me to be refined and then I pray to God that he will change me and shape me.
It all started about two weeks ago now while I was in St. Catharines (the weekend prior was chaotic as well with all the running around I had to do, but this is afterwards). I was meeting up with friends for breakfast and I took off my coat as I was about to settle into a seat at Tim Hortons. A few moment later I realized that I was scratching away at my elbow and looked at it noticing massive bumps in that area. Once I noticed it I tried to ignore it, but it was extremely itchy! I had a great time with my friends, and enjoyed getting into the best toys ever known as Lego while visiting and playing with my goddaughters. After this wonderful visit I headed back to my mom's and within the half and hour we were out bowling. We all had a wonderful time and boy can my youngest nephew bowl lol. He kicked most of our little hinies! After this we all went out for dinner at Swiss Chalet, which I do not think we as a family will visit again. We were forgotten about because our waitress got more tables lol. That makes a whole lot of sense right??? Anyway this is when I noticed that those bumps were not only on my one elbow, but all up my arms. I had huge hives and bumps on top of that.
I started going through the work week and by the end of the week I was going nuts with the itch. I wasn't sleeping through the night because I woke up to the itch. I then got very paranoid that I picked up bed bugs from my dad's place. So I washed all my clothes that I had with me, through my backpack and pillows and everything into the dryer, which I did the day after I arrived home. I set up traps around the legs of my bed to make the bugs get stuck. I worked 5 days straight, and with how the shifts were I didn't think that I had time to go to the clinic to sit there and wait forever. I went bowling Saturday night and had one of the girls suggest that I had scabies. In my line of thinking I thought that it would be better if I had that rather than bedbugs. I finally went to the clinic Sunday morning. I sat there trying my hardest not to scratch my itch. It was a big challenge. Finally in the patient room I got to see the Doctor. I told him I am going completely insane and he looked at my complexed as he couldn't see why. I removed my sweater to expose what I thought was bedbug bites. His expression changed and his jaw dropped and eyes grew as he took in my skin all red and blotchy. He checked a few things out to narrow down what it was and he decided that it was very bad hives/rash. He asked me if I changed anything and what not. I told him that I stayed at my dad's one night last week and then 24 hours later I broke out. I told him that I thought that it was bedbugs and he said no bites don't show up that fast. So here I was overly happy that bedbug bites was ruled out. PHEW! I have heard how hard they are to get rid of. However, two weeks later I still have the traps set up around my bed legs haha.
After all this and me sleeping poorly more stress was added on because of work. We were soooo close to making month sales target that we needed to push really hard towards the end. Apparently if we were to miss the month by a small amount my manager and the assistant would get reemed out by the DM. Now this is where I learned something about myself that I don't like. This is a stress that my manager should be stressing over as well as the assistant as they are the ones that would be directly dealing with the DM, but I took it on as though it was my responsibility only. I hate for people to get into trouble because of something that I did. So apparently all the sales that the store brought in was my doing and my responsibility, when it is everyone's in reality.
There is another matter that I have been getting really frustrated over, but I will not go into detail of that one. I will say this though it is a matter that most every adult must deal with.
With all of these things going on there is something that came to light at the end of this week. I have been very poor at making time for my devotionals in the morning especially in the last couple of weeks. I find that when I stop or slow down in taking this time to spend with God I struggle sooo much in this area because I take everything on. My body has been reacting terribly to all the stress I have been carrying around with me. I thought that it was the medication I was on for the rash, but drowsiness is the only symptom. Once I learned that I knew my body was reacting to the stressors. Oh boy! I must allow God to carry these for me. As it is He is the only one that can aside from me, but I cannot carry it on my own.
