Going into week two, I was SO much more prepared.
Mentally, physically, and spiritually.
God's family y'all.
At church Sunday, I was stopped by so many sweet people asking about me and checking in on me.
I was enveloped by arms as I went down to the alter to pray.
I FELT His presence.
I haven't felt that in a long, long time.
The weather in Arkansas has been frosty as of late.
School was out M-W, so we had two cuties in the car on the way to my appointments.
Monday, Emmerson prayed over me before I got out of the car.
Something about hearing my sweet 8 year old pray that "Mommy would know You are right beside her..."
I lost it.
Monday went as planned.
We "upped" the percentage some and it only hurt a little.
Tuesday was canceled because the road conditions were so bad.
Wednesday, I MADE IT TO 120%!
I couldn't believe it when my Dr "upped" the power and then proclaimed, "That's 120!"
I seriously almost told him to shut up.
I couldn't believe it.
A lot have asked what it feels like.
It's hard to put into exact words, but have you ever been to a chiropractor, or had those sticky pads put on your back, legs, etc, that pulse electricity?
It's like that.
Only, it's on the highest power and 40 individual "shocks" for 10 seconds straight, a 10 second break, then 40 more, and so on.
For roughly 20 minutes.
So, yes. It hurts.
And, I don't know why, but some days it REALLY hurts.
Thursday, REALLY hurt.
(I also tripped and sprained my ankle getting ready that morning, so that may have been a source of pain.)
Friday, REALLY hurt, again.
I’m afraid it might just hurt from here on.
2 weeks down, 7 to go!
We got this.