I'm deeply sorry to write you this but although we had an unexpected, unscripted and interesting relationship, it's time I move on. Our moments together were intense and you have made a permanent impact on me. I am forever a changed woman. I will always remember our bonding moments together huddled over in excruciating pain, throwing up in pink plastic buckets, sobbing in despair, getting two shots in the buttocks, peeing in a strainer for 6 days collecting rock/sand specimens, getting high on prescription painkillers 24 hrs/day, fumbling around dazed, dizzy and confused while resisting the intense desire to scratch my face off, somehow hosting a baby shower, getting the kids to dance lessons, 2 soccer practices, 2 soccer games all while being stoned and foggy, laying in bed wondering how I'm going to roll over and simply stand up, drinking countless bottles of water, lemonade and gatorade yet barely peeing out any of it thus resulting in michelin man puffiness and 6 lb water weight gain. Oh those were such grand times. Definitely memorable.
Now you really swept me off my feet when all the stones passed and my body and head cleared and then you spontaneously threw a dose of unforgettable stomach virus at me. You were just too much for me. You knocked me out. Oh how it was to spend all night long sleepless and on the toilet. I never knew you could take my body to such distances. You gave me body aches and dizzy spells like I've never experienced. I even skipped my championship softball game to stay home on the couch with you. And that night you eventually were able to knock me down emotionally and mentally too. Oh how a good 'whoa is me' cry always cleanses your soul. But it led to finally allowing the missionaries to come over to give me a healing blessing, which led to renewed faith and new friendships. So that I am thankful for.
In the afternoon of Day 8 of our stint together, my body and spirit finally realigned. I was able to smile, stand up straight with no pain, pick up my kids, and I might have even laughed. Yes I was still moving very slow and cautiously, but my spirit had fought its way out of the dark hole! And that is when I knew it was time to quit you. It was time to slow down and start taking care of myself, along with everyone else. So good bye April 19th-26th, you won't be forgotten...even if I tried.
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