Thursday, February 12, 2009

Day 243 - February 12 - Migraine...

No, no one had a migraine! It's just the image that comes to my mind as I try to think of how to describe our situation...

Have you ever had a really bad headache? One of those that makes you feel like there are tiny miners hammering away with pickaxes at the back of your eyeballs? Every once in a while I get headaches like that, although (thank the Lord) I haven't had a really bad one since before Connor's accident. This coincidence thing is pretty amazing, isn't it? 8-)

Anyway, when I get these sorts of headaches, there's a period of time both before and after it when my head feels like a drum; like the tiniest move or noise would cause my head to implode; where all my nerves are stretched tight and everything feels hyper-sensitive. And I never know, when I feel like that, whether the headache will develop or subside. All I can do is wait it out to see how's it's going to end - good or bad, I have no control over it.

Sometimes when I feel that way, I lie down and after a while the feeling goes away and a headache doesn't develop. Other times, I do the same thing but the headache crushes my skull. You never know. And that's a really good description of "now" for us. We're hyper-sensitized to everything, we have a sense that nothing is normal; and there's not much we can do about whether it turns into the nastiest nightmare of pain or fades into memory and we get to move on. I feel like I have an emotional fever, and I'm tired of being sickly. I want to feel emotionally healthy again.

Connor had a good day today, watching TV and goofing off on the computer with Josh. He is staying healthy, and had a visit this afternoon from a representative of the camp where the boy was last summer when he had his accident. The gentleman stopped by to bring a Hume Lake sweatshirt and a DVD of the camp activities, but it was the prayer and words of encouragement he brought which meant so much to me.

I know I've mentioned it before, but please be praying for Cherie, Connor and I this weekend - Saturday and Sunday have been wreaking havoc on our relationships, with stress levels going through the roof and patience and understanding often falling by the wayside. We so greatly appreciate your prayers for us each day.

Eric





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6 Comments:

At February 12, 2009 9:21 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thinking and praying for you all today. III John 13-14

Chaplain Larry Wildemuth
408.885.6996

 
At February 12, 2009 11:15 PM , Anonymous Thomas Family said...

Any chance of a Valentine's lunch or early dinner with you and Cherie this Sat.? That would be nice for the two of you to spend some alone time together. Well, whatever you end up doing, we will definitely be praying for you all this weekend.

We know this all has to put so much stress on a marriage, and Satan can sure have a lot of fun trying to destroy our marriages! We'll be praying that he won't win this battle!

We're praying for you all!!

Love in Him!
Kim

 
At February 13, 2009 9:49 AM , Anonymous Robin Lipscomb said...

Hi Cherie & Eric, Ever since last summer I have been silently reading your blog. Very saddend and concerned for your family, I "listen in" to see how I can pray for you. I am only writing now because I know what it is like being a caregiver to someone you love. I was my Mom's caregiver for almost a year. Her every need was my responsibility. She was on numerous medications, wheelchair bound, on oxygen, & had dementia. It was a heavy "weight" that I actually felt. Physically, mentally, & emotionally it exhaustes you. I would "sigh" all the time, from the "heaviness" that I felt. I am sure that this is alot of what you feel. I know it is really hard to "take care of yourself" as you are probably hearing from others. I would roll my eyes when people would tell me that. How can I take care of myself! I have too much to do, too much to think about. There is no time! And if you do get to do something, the thoughts & heavy heart went with me. It's exhausting. During Thanksgiving, my husband & I went bowling, and went clay shooting and had FUN. I remember thinking, "Wow, it's been a long time since we had fun". And if felt GOOD.But, of course Satan plays the guilt card and you really have to give yourself permission to have fun, because Satan will be right there telling you that you shouldn't. I know you probably have been feeling guilt too, but guilt is from satan. So I tried to REBUKE satan when he was trying to ROB me of the Joy that God wanted me to have. All I can say is IF you & Cherie can TRY to make an effort to get away to go bowling, a quick massage, pie & coffee, even a walk does wonders. The stress is crushing, and Conner feels the stress too. He will want you to take care of yourself and your marriage. If you are healthy, he will reap the benefits of that. I hope I helped in some way.
God's blessings on you and your beautiful family.
Robin Lipscomb

 
At February 13, 2009 10:20 AM , Anonymous Valerie L said...

Hello!
Will do Mr. Williamson! I will be praying for this weekend, I understand that it can be very stressful at times (you are probably saying every minute of the day), but please know that you have someone going to our God who does love and care for you! May God get the glory for your day today, I will be praying for Connor's health, his spirit and that you and Mrs. Williamson feel God's presence when you are most tired!
Love to you all,
Valerie

 
At February 13, 2009 3:58 PM , Blogger Chelle Y. said...

Brendan and I will definitely be praying for you all!

 
At February 13, 2009 10:10 PM , Anonymous Cheryl, Ripon said...

Yes--we, too, will be praying for you this wkend. You have a very special family and God has used you so much in all of our lives. You have made us think about what we believe and value the lives that God has given us. Thank you for that--and we hope that you have a happy Valentine's Day with Cherie--and that you make it to church on Sunday, as well.

 

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