Yes, I'm still writing here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) about what I did a week ago Wednesday!
When Wendy and I parted our ways at Tim Horton's, I headed off to my medical appointment.
Sigh... I arrived on time at the specialist's office. Unfortunately, he wasn't on time! But, I didn't have to wait long, really. What's a half hour or more, to us non-medical people who surely aren't as important as they are?
Okay. I guess you could say I was being sarcastic when I made that remark. If you were offended, I apologize. It was not meant to offend you.
What offended me, was the fact that my muslim doctor who treats me for my diabetes was upset, because his office had inadvertently scheduled my appointment at his office, instead of at the hospital, as he had apparently wanted.
Yes, I felt rather offended! While he reviewed my blood report showing my glucose level readings, and reviewed my records showing my sugar levels, food I had eaten, and my exercise, he was rather short tempered.
He refused to discuss my situation. No. He didn't want to even hear what I had to say. And, he openly admitted that he didn't even want to write me a prescription once again, because he normally does this only at the hospital.
Talk about frustration! If I don't laugh, I'll cry.
Isn't it enough that my life has been rather stressed these last few months? Isn't it enough that I am confronted on many sides, by people who are not loving and non-supportive?
Yes, I will sigh, once again... sigh...
Lord, it would be nice to have at least a little support from someone in my life! Someone, like my doctor! :)!!!
Oh well. What can I say? In the end, he wrote my prescription, but only with enough medication, until I meet with him again, at the hospital, in November.
Even through this frustration, I am thankful. After all, He told us to be thankful, in all things. Always. Yes, even with people who take out their frustrations on others.
This reminded me of Job 16:19-20, " Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high. My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God."
Some might call it foolishness, but from time to time, I feel rather frustrated with life. And, have even compared some of my life's circumstances with Job's.
God restored Job's life. I'm waiting upon Him to restore mine fully, hopefully soon.
Oooohhh dear! I still haven't finished telling you about the rest of my day, that Wednesday! Please, hang in there. I'm on my way to a friend's home for a swim and pizza evening!
Until next time...
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