Just a creature
A couple of weeks ago an upper tooth, one right before the molars, started to ache. The filling that filled its interior had cracked. The tooth had a lot of work done on it. A dentist who I had been to said it would need a cap because if another molar was to be removed, this tooth would have more chewing responsibilities. The ache was not a good sign because it meant the root was being affected. If so a root canal or extraction were the alternatives. I am not a fan of root canals. Trouble is the tooth is slightly visible. Or, it could be the filling was just cracked letting in anything sweet which caused pain.
My refrigerator then stopped working and my diet went south for a few days. Plus I had bought a jar of raw organic honey and kept dipping my finger in it. Both transgressions I'm sure aggravated the vulnerable tooth. So now it was hurting and I didn't have a good plan as to what to do. It's like a chess match with your health. One needs time between each move.
Some days before this I had a back molar removed whose root had entered my sinuses. It was a painful extraction, and later the painkillers caused a severe headache. The oral surgeon said it was an 8 out of 10 in difficulty. I had taken some antibiotics to kill an infection but on his advise and in agreement stopped them after four days. The next day I decided to fast to cleanse all this stuff out.
For a time I felt okay but towards the night I experienced head pressure that began in earnest. My body was working so hard to get rid of whatever was in it I began to run a fever. My sinuses behind the nasal cavities seemed infected and caused pain. I was just a hurting creature for 24 hours.
Did I feel a godly presence while going through this? No. Did a still small voice whisper to me? No. I was just grappling in the mud, a creature in pain and suffering. The above was far off somewhere, seemingly not involved in my plight. That's how it all seemed at that particular time. Spirituality, God, was a far off thing.