Yeah for Jeff and Sara!

This Thursday morning our family will grow from five to six!  My big brother Jeff is getting married to a wonderful girl he met while studying at Berkeley in California.  I am so thrilled for both of them; Sara is just amazing, and we had a great time getting to know her during our trip to California in May.  Jeff proposed one week after we got home from our trip, and just 8 weeks later they are getting married!  Sara, we are so excited to have you join our crazy but loving family, and Jeff, you sure know how to pick 'em.  :)  Can't wait to see you both tomorrow!

On the health front, I am still sick, but I got my third antibiotic today, hoping it is my last!  My chest infection has turned into a sinus infection.  I am loathing the plane ride tomorrow...clogged ears don't feel too great during the landing.  My sudafed, gum and cough drops are ready!  Thanks for the prayers, they mean so much.  I hope to blog after the wedding as a well, drug-less woman.  :)  I have so many posts from the last few weeks to catch up on once we are back!

Vocal Rest...

...is stinkin' hard!  It is times like these when I realize how much I want to talk and fill up silence with my talking, even with just Adam and I alone at home!  I talk to Lyric, I talk to him about Lyric, I talk about work, how I feel, what I want to do, what I wish I could do but can't since I'm sick...I have way too much to say.  Interesting that I am realizing this because I am left with these thoughts and can't say them...is God trying to teach me something here? :)  (honey, don't answer that)

Why vocal rest?  I am supposed to sing this Sunday in church, and next Wednesday Adam and I leave for pre-teen camp to lead worship for 4 days.  This is one of my favorite things we do all summer--lead worship together.  I love it!  I love the connections we make with the kids, the band that we get to play with, the practices and services; all we do is sing or get ready to sing, and I get to do it all with my favorite person in the world.  There is something amazing about leading worship next to my husband...we fell in love singing in a band together, so it always brings back those memories, but it is truly amazing worshipping our God together.

Well, that ain't gonna happen with this coughing.  I still can't talk without coughing.  I actually feel better otherwise, except at night when I get a nasty headache, I'm assuming from all the coughing I have done all day.  So, Adam  ordered me to stop talking completely to see if that helps with both the coughing and my voice in general.  I figure after nursing me back to health for the last 2 weeks he has earned the right to tell me what to do...you know, besides that whole submission thing.  :)  Anyways, vocal rest...not a bad idea, although now that I am left to my thoughts that I can't say and hearing how much I talk in my head, I can't help but wonder if his "order" is little bit selfish.  Ha!  He is, however, having to put up with my miming and I'm sure, eventual note writing.  

So if you have called me this week (and thank you to my precious friends who have called or commented to check on me!  You have encouraged me so much!) unfortunately you won't be hearing back from me for a few days.  But maybe, for you, that is a good thing.  :)

Side note:  For any concerned family members, I did go to the doc and am on some strong meds, so those should eventually help too!  My cough syrup helps me sleep like a baby.  Love it!

Sick of Being Sick

Ugh. The last week has been so annoying...it all started with a nasty stomach virus last Tuesday. I got sick in the car on the way home from the groomer (poor Adam, he was driving and had to witness the whole event!) at 7:00 a.m. Tuesday morning. Two fenegran later I am still throwing up, so we were off to the doc to get a shot that afternoon. Thank the Lord for that shot! The "sickness" subsided and I was on my way to recovery.

Fast forward a few days...I am feeling better, eating normal foods, almost feel like going to the gym...and wake up Sunday with a cough. Huh. Must be allergies, I think. But the cough doesn't go away. It grows from a dry, light cough to a gutteral, shake my chest every time I cough-cough. So I guess I am back to the doc again, this time, the allergist will be my doc of choice.

Sorry for the complaining, but I am sick of being sick! It's hard to get on the ball with a new job when I am not in the office! Not much else to report in our household this week, other than Lyric's interesting results from the groomer. I'll have to post on that later. :)