In the last year:
- My migraines have been the strongest in intensity and frequency than they've ever been. Starting in January I had a single migraine that lasted 42 days, with pain that never dipped below an 8 on my 1-10 pain scale. There are not words to sufficiently convey the intensity of the head pain I've experienced in the last year.
- Because of the extreme daily relentless pain I was in, I sunk into a very dark depression. I prayed consistently for several months that I would go to sleep at night and not wake up in the morning. I pleaded with Jesus to take me Home.
- I was involved in a migraine support group on Facebook. One night there was a post from I girl I knew from the group in which she indicated the pain was too much and she was thinking of ending her life. I threatened to call emergency services in her city on her behalf. She assured me she would never really take her own life, that she was just feeling overwhelmed. Three weeks later she did choose to end her life. I grieved for her as I would a close friend.
- My dad had emergency double bypass surgery that saved his life. That day, and the days immediately following, threw my family into a crazy mess of emotions and schedule changes and so many other things I have probably blocked out.
Also in the last year:
- My neurologist has started the process of getting me approved for a migraine treatment I've never had: Botox. She said people with the type of migraine I get almost always respond to this treatment and my first appointment should be scheduled before the end of the month.
- As I've written previously here, Jesus gave me complete and total healing of my depression in March. I could literally feel it being lifted from me and joy being instilled in its place. Now joy is the new normal and emotional bad days are few and far between.
- I had to get out of that Facebook support group. In its place, I've been able to lean on my friends, who I had previously isolated myself from. I feel like I've reentered real life.
- Because of my dad's surgery and subsequent hospital stay, I spent more time with my family than I have in a long time. We all learned a lesson about God's faithfulness. He continually provided each of us with what we needed, exactly when we needed it.
Goodbye, 32. I'm not sorry to see you go. I am excited to see what 33 brings.
(If anyone asks, I'm still 29. Let's keep this 33 business just between us, m'kay?)