break time is over

i've felt a lot over the last year that God was giving me a rest period. no souls needing care or lives needing attention, and i hadn't even felt a overpowering urge to attend church. the message i heard inside my head was, "it's ok. take a break for now." but today, the message changed to, "ok, break's over." i don't get the feeling i'm in for a major battle, but then again i don't know that i'd get that kind of prior insight. and, it's ok too, i think i'm rested enough. at least for now.

i think mom's night was a little better, dad says she slept soundly for 2 hours after they gave her oxycontin. but this morning she was really, really groggy. she kept wincing and crying in her sleep and couldn't get her birthday right or eat more than a few forced bites of breakfast. but everytime we asked her if she was in pain, she said no. then she started talking and giggling a bit in her sleep, and i told the nurse i think it's the oxycontin. steve had that before he died. they're going to check her blood and see. it's nice that she was in no pain, but the dr wants her to walk and move to speed her recovery and she can't walk like that.

so i'm at work now, and i'll go back to visit again later today. i was exhausted when i got home yesterday afternoon, but i watched the superbowl and went to sleep by about 9. i woke up on my own at 5:15 and did 40 minutes of yoga practice before breakfast and my morning drive to the hospital.