"I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing."
I made it through my first twelve hour work day without feeling like I might collapse. I actually felt pretty good as long as I kept moving and the only time I really, really wanted to put my head down and go to sleep was during my lunch break. Once I got home it was a different story. While My Darling watched television, I struggled to keep my eyes open. My legs were tired and achy, and even my hands hurt. I closed my eyes for a minute or two...
The day was busy with helping residents wash up and get out of bed for the day, transporting to and from the dining room or activities, giving assistance with meals, cleaning up messes, and answering call bells. In between there were plenty of opportunities for kind words, hugs, a few kisses, and lots of smiles. I even got a hug from Charlie. :0)
I am grateful now for two days off, to nurse a slight headache, and to soak in some sunshine. I've never run a marathon, never had any desire to, but I'm thinking this coming weekend, with three twelve hour days in a row, will be just that. Quite honestly, I'm a little intimidated, but my parents ran their own "marathons" before me. Dad lived his entire life with the effects of a childhood battle with polio. One leg may have been shorter and weaker than the other, but God gave him the ability to climb mountains on it. Mom may have been born with the scar of spina bifida, she may have been tethered to an oxygen tank for her final 13 years, but she faced the race before her bravely. I don't want to go anywhere without the strength of the Lord. With Him I can do all things, but without Him I can do nothing.
PS. Please pray for my cousin Pam and my Aunt Margie as together they face some age related problem regarding my aunt. Growing old isn't easy for any of us.