Prayers

Picked my parent up from the airport last night. My father is going to be going with me to the National Institutes of Health after church on Sunday and my mother is going to be staying in NY with my wife. I am not looking forward to the trip at this point...don't really feel like going to tell the truth. There are to many elements of the trip that will be out of my control and I can tell from looking at the testing schedule that maintaining my current food regiment will be impossible (which will result in either weight loss or increased pain).

Clearly I do not deal well with changes to my schedule.

I had just one such change this evening and it has left me very angry. I don't like having people witness my melt downs. I don't like being pushed into having one (particularly when I am saying I just want to be left alone). I don't understand why when I am telling you what I need people think they can manage me. I CANNOT BE MANAGED.

Enough of that. Good news. A friend in Olympia knitted a prayer shawl for me. It is super warm and cuddly. The prayer shawl is part of a ministry run by St. Michael's Catholic Church has given away close to 900 prayer shawls to people who are experiencing difficulty in their lives. I like the notion that this gift from a friend has been filled with prayer as it was created.

I think I am going to go use my new prayer shawl now and hope I fall asleep before I cause any more trouble.