It is 1:49 a.m. and I can’t sleep. I am tired, I do want to slip gracefully and gently into the Land of Nod. Go see Morpheous. I want to sleep and have pretty dreams; unicorns, rainbows, laughter, a gentle spring breeze and all you can eat chocolate that won’t make you gain weight.
Well that is not happening. I am hurting. My left leg on the stroke(s) side is swollen from the knee down. The tight of swollen that makes you feel like your a growing balloon. I have my leg propped up but it not making a difference. I feel frustrated. As a woman said on a youtube video, “I ain’t got time for that.”
Swelling in a leg is concerning of course. One it hurts, two it could be serious. No, I am not exaggerating. It is swollen down to my toes. I have a few issues to cause concern. I am a diabetic and have had 2 stroke.and my mom had pulmonary clot–so my mind jumps there.
It hurts to move it and I have been keeping it elevated. But it is hurting like crazy. I have prayed tonight and will continue. I think a doctor visit is in order do they can diagnose my pain. Usually I try to avoid all doctors. I saw a lot of doctors during my hospitals stay.
So I am praying and praying. As I told my congregation in my sermon, “pray, pray and then pray some more. God will answer my prayers but it will be in his time.
I hope I am finally able to sleep. Good sleep and see ya in five hours. Joy joy! Sleep well my friends.