I had an awful panic attack the other day.
I get these. They are awful. They made you feel like you’re having a heart attack. But obviously, you’re not. It is all deception.
I have medicine that I take when I get one but the medicine pretty much knocks me out, making it hard to do much for the rest of the day after I take it so I try to avoid it and work through them if I ever have one.
They come for no reason and at any time.
But…isn’t life like that?
Expect anything! Hahaha. And at any moment.
Today we have what I like to call sludge outside. It makes it hard to get any Vitamin D and something that western Pa definitely needs right now—more sun!
I hope this blog doesn’t send melancholy, because it’s not meant to be. I thought about not writing at all today, but because I didn’t yesterday I know how it feels. Isn’t it the worst feeling when you’re supposed to do something but then actually don’t?
There is no pay off.
But today, more than looking for the pay off I’m looking to get back on schedule. And if that means I have to trudge through the sludge I’m ready! And Amen to that.
With God on my side, I can do anything. I need to remember this and to be joyful during the process of life. We only get one day at a time to make the most of things. And I plan to make the most of each and every day—panic attack or not.
“You of little faith, why did you doubt?” Matthew 14:31