culture shock... :P

Well, in the far recesses of my brain I know I need to process all that has happened, but when I go to think about it or write about it, I draw a blank! Not that there is nothing to write about, but I feel like overload, and too many windows open and am freezing and about to crash :P So, here is my attempt to process a bit. Forgive me for the rambling!

We got back from Haiti on Wed night, got to bed pretty late, and the rest of the group left here on Thursday morning to head to Dawson Creek and I stayed here at mom and Pauls. It was a grueling flight, and a super duper busy week before we flew out, so I am suffering the results of not enough rest! Bleh!

Today I went to see a nurse about my health. She does mapping to see if I have Fibromyalgia. She said to make sure I was clear to say she does not diagnose, as she is not a doctor. But when she examined me, there were so many obvious fibro bumps everywhere, and as she went over my symptoms, we are pretty sure that is what I have. There is something so scary and also so wonderful to have an actual name for what I have. And it’s not just ‘depression’ or ‘being lazy’ or hypochondriac!! This is so relieving and amazing to know, but also so frightening. When I go on the medication, I will feel a whole lot worse before I feel better. I ask myself how to survive worse, and figure I’ll survive it by staying in bed for the next few months. I think a small part of me is still scared that the medication wont work. It’s like I am on the outside looking in on my life and have no feelings about it. Mom apparently has it too, and she is all excited and wanting to talk about it and all I want to do is hide. Weird. Then I got a text from one of the wonderful ladies that went with me to Haiti, and she said she is crying a lot today and knows it is culture shock. And I say to myself, “HELLO!” Sheesh! How many times have I been to other cultures and seen myself react this same way? Too many times to count :P It took someone who has never experienced culture shock to remind me of it! Ha! God is so patient with me! Hopefully by tomorrow I will be a bit more myself. This really is such an answer to prayer! There is actually a medication that works and I will start to get better eventually!!! Thank the Lord. He has His plan and His timing. And it’s good.

Will write more on our Haiti trip tomorrow hopefully J

God bless you all!

Christine Mann