I’m Hurting

After last night’s blog post, a couple of people came up to me today concerned.  They wondered what was going on.  As I said, I had a bit of a crazy week — okay, a very crazy week.  I can usually tolerate crazy weeks; however, when I’m hurting, things are different.

It hurts to stand.  It hurts to sit.  It hurts to walk.  It even hurts to sleep.  (I say that because, when I wake up, my bed is all torn up.  I usually stay in one relative position all night but the past few days, I’ve twirled the sheets and blanket all over the place.)  I just plain ol’ hurt.  Between the weather driving my sinuses to new levels of ouch and my arthritis attacking all my joints — even joints I don’t usually think about — I’m a physical mess.  This weather has got to straighten out soon.  If it doesn’t, I might ask may doctor to put me into an induced coma until it gets better out!  🙂

So, anyway, add that level of hurt to a crazy week and a very crazy day, you can imagine how I feel.  I opened the church this morning and then had the 8:30 a.m. Mass.  Right after Mass, I ran next door to the Weis Center to give a talk.  Immediately after the talk, I ran to the parish to do a funeral.  A quick lunch a visit with my aunt and I was back at the parish for afternoon confessions and evening Mass.  I’m going to take my evening meds now and go to bed.  I’ve got the 6:30 and 8:00 a.m. Masses tomorrow.

Here’s hoping for some restful sleep and a much better week beginning tomorrow.