UP (raise in bed) AND DOWN (with dosage)

The past few days, Kinya raised me up in bed; I tried but couldn't do it myself. For a while after he set me upright, I could feel my lower back throbbing. Because I already take daily medication for epilepsy and thyroid plus the doctor had prescribed antibiotics to combat the high fever I had last week I REALLY did not want to take any more medicine unnecessarily.

Unnecessarily. But my back made my whole system feel like it was drowning...I'd heard of junkies, former patients who had their lives turned upside down by getting addicted to "harmless" painkillers; surely, that wasn't going to happen to me too! Yet I found myself alarmed at needing an IBUPROFEN MASK for the relentless throbbing 3 mornings in a row...

But this morning, after praying and trying again I got up by myself. It took quite a bit of time, but I did it! And the lower back pressure, while still present, was less than before: I'd be OK with 2 Ibuprofen caplets today! Maybe I wouldn't be an addict, after all. Whew; thank You, Father. You may laugh, but I was really worried.

The painting? A reminder that like the firefly, a mere beetle in the daylight who glows in the night, we sometimes find God's richest treasures in nights of pain.