Bad To Worse

It is a sick way of looking at things, it is almost humorous at how bad Friday was and how it all went even further downhill from there ...

So, Friday, completely and utterly conquered by misery and anger.  Yeah, I was able to repent and know I was forgiven for failing Him whom I am sworn to serve.  And it is not like all aspects of my life are negative, it is just that the negative is so great that it flattens a great many gold stars continually.  I do have one positive in my life.  Sigh ...

And as expected, my heart began failing, it took quite a few nitro pills to get me through the weekend.  The angina, preceding an attack really is not very pleasant.  Anger or Angina?  I am not sure which is worse - at least anger can be overcome with prayer, not so much angina that I have found.

Sunday, still suffering from the continual angina and guessing I was going to have to go to emergency soon, I just held on and waited to see if it would abate.  I kept it a quiet day, well as quiet as you can have babysitting a four year old grand-daughter whom is addicted to My Little Pony.  I know why people go psychotic - they have to watch 3.5 straight hours of My Little Pony!!!!   Kill, must kill, all ponies in the world!!!!!!!!

Okay calming down did not go so well it seems on Sunday, LOL!  But, it really did not matter, during the afternoon, I was filling my little pill box with all of my heart pills for this week.  When I bent to pick up another bottle ... "click" ... my back went out.  First time in I think 5 years!  And Kris was down on the floor.  No feeling below the waist, all nerves gone, very unpleasant in oh, so many different ways!  Just imagine your entire lower body has been set on fire and there is no nerve control what-so-ever!  Yes, one does scream at such moments.

So, eventually, I was able to get several vertebrae to pop back into place, but the pain was so horrible beyond description!  I took a codeine and checked out from reality ...

From here I am not sure what happened but for some reason I have the feeling that my back going out was actually a blessing from God because I did not have to face Gaelic Girl.  I do not know what all went on after I was out for the night.  It is just an impression and yes, if I did have to face Gaelic Girl Sunday night it probably would have pushed me over the top.  So, I would rather recover from back injuries than another heart attack and all of those darn needles!