Sometimes…

… prayers get answered in weird ways.

I asked that people pray for me on Facebook that I not end up in the hospital for Thanksgiving.

Okay.

That was before I knew my pancreatic enzymes were through the roof and I was really sick.

I am in so much pain. Like for real.

I’ve never been shoved out of the Emergency room and sent home with this level so high. The doctor literally yelled at me when I asked and told me that it was because the hospitals are full of covid and the workers have covid and I don’t have covid…

I was just like…

So anyway. I feel super gross, but at least I’m home for turkey day.

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