A Slew of News but Nothing New

 I should be in bed. It's nearly midnight and here I sit. No, I don't know why. It's almost as if after 9 p.m. I wake up. I'm tired all the time but there seems to be a window when I actually want to sleep. This is not it. 

There is something else, though. I'm troubled in my spirit. So many things have happened in the last two months. August and September were nightmare months, and September isn't even over yet. 

Unlike all the YouTube and TikTok prophets, I'm not predicting the end of the world. I think there will be a shaking of the planet. We're entering a dangerous phase, when anything can happen and most likely will occur. There's enough end-time prophets without me joining the que. Make no mistake, the Bible is very clear on this. 

Matthew 24:36 Amp, "But of that [exact] day and hour no one knows, not even the angels of heaven, nor the Son [in His humanity], but the Father alone." 

So, it doesn't matter what they dream. God does not reveal war plans to anyone. 

This may seem like it belongs on the Rendered Praise Blog but I don't have a special topic. It's just me sitting here, needing to go to bed. 

I'm in a lot of pain sitting these days. The "sit bones" are extremely painful. Walking hurts too. I'm trying to get in to get a shot but I'm not looking forward to that. My hands are giving me a lot of trouble, so if you see more errors, and Mike doesn't catch them in editing,you know why. It's mostly the right hand. Driving has been difficult, particularly trying to turn corners. The rotation of the wrist is stiff and swollen. Hurts like a devil.

My sister is improving, but I don't know the long-term prognosis. She has kept her foot but I'm not sure how things will progress. I don't think the foot doctor thinks this is just going away. He indicated to me that a second bone, next to the one that came out, will work it's way out as well. So.... 

Mike is doing OK. We're having trouble getting his BP down to reasonable levels, and that's scary. He could have another stroke. Mike has a brain disease called Moya Moya. No one here knows anything about it and we know of no treatment. I don't know where the nearest doctor for this is even located. 

I was overwhelmed by seriously ill people, and that prevented me from researching. They're getting better, but now I'm exhausted and running on fumes. My body is striking back with inflammation and an inability to sleep when I got to bed. My brain will not shut down without a concerted effort on my part. I have to recite a kind of mantra. It works, but it's frustrating. 

For now, I'll close this post. If you are familiar with Moya Moya, please comment or shot me an email. We'd like to find people who are familiar with it. Even it is just to get some idea of what we're up against. I will research eventually, but I'm still in shock over the whole thing. You don't always feel better when you know something.