When you're up your up; when you're down you're down

 Friday I went to school feeling fine.

About mid morning, I got super dizzy.  The dizziest I've ever felt.  Every time I stood up, I sort of staggered to stay upright.  It was awful.

Adam came and got me and I had someone take my class for the afternoon.  I sat in my chair at home, totally incapacitated.  Then, eventually, gradually, it lifted.  By evening, I was feeling all the way better.

I have no explanation.

Saturday, once again, I was fine. 

Sunday morning, I woke up feeling awful.  Stuffy head, sore throat, fatigue.

I have been too cavalier.  I don't want to wear a mask and I don't want to be uptight about germs.  But here we are.

I laid low on Sunday.  I have a big week ahead with parent teacher conferences.  And Adam's out of town.  

I started to feel sorry for myself.  Why can't my body just cooperate and do what I want to do?!?

I had planned--at long last--to get together to do family history with Marie Louise.  I had been collecting stuff for months and I had things to share with her.  I texted her, with my apologies to cancel.  She texted back that she loved me and that I had lots of people in my corner, praying for me.

I texted the primary presidency, even though it wasn't my turn to lead the music, to let them know I wouldn't be there.  They texted back messages of love.  They wondered if they could do anything.

My stellar ministering sisters texted that they hadn't seen me in church and hoped I was OK.

So even when I'm down, I'm not out.  I am buoyed by the wonderful women who give me love and support.  I'm buoyed by my family and their prayers.

It all made me feel like everything is going to be OK.

Mark also makes me feel like everything is going to be OK.  Adam flew to Nashville last night.  Mark drove him to the airport and Adam almost missed his flight because 1) he always cuts it close and 2) there was a 9 car accident on the freeway.  Adam called me from the plane.  He said he was grateful Mark got him through it.

I said, "Mark's good in a crisis."

And it's true.  He is steady and easy company.  I'm grateful he's here.

I don't really feel better today, but I don't really feel worse either.  School is a lot this week, so I'm grateful for all the you're not alone, we're thinking of you, I'm praying for you reminders I got this weekend.