Here we go, again! I truly do not know what is wrong with blogger, but once again, I will have to post my Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry in this format. Please bear with me. Hopefully, blogger will repair the problem, soon.
Oops... just after I wrote part of this entry, all of a sudden blogger began to work... almost... properly. Thank You, Lord!
As you are probably aware, I began to get violently sick, a week ago Thursday night; it lasted all through the night. Please feel free to read what I've written previously, to get a handle on the situation.
Saturday, in the afternoon, I called my pharmacist to ask if these medications I had been prescribed could have made me this ill.
Of course, she couldn't say absolutely for sure, but let me know that they indeed could cause stomach upset.
If you know me well, you know that I sometimes ask rhetorical questions that do not really require a reply. I did this with my pharmacist.
I asked why on earth would this doctor write prescriptions for medications like these, knowing that I have had past problems with medications injuring me.
Her reply was outstanding.
My pharmacist asked a rhetorical question, herself.
She asked me (please note, I can't recall if these are her exact words, but this was basically what she said), if he truly felt I needed these medications and if had in his records about my past stomach problems, why didn't he write a prescription for something to protect me, so that I wouldn't experience a problem with stomach damage, again?
Right on! Believe me when I say that I felt somewhat relieved hearing from someone with a medicinal background that I had been treated poorly by this physician.
Okay, I realize some of you may be upset hearing this, but I wrote an entry a while back, talking about how upsetting my appointment was with this doctor. Now, I've decided that he didn't truly have my best interests at heart.
I won't be seeing him, ever again.
I've decided and no one will change my mind.
If my memory serves me correctly, Saturday was the first time I ate something. Boiled egg and toast.
Then, in the evening the vomiting began, again.
Since then, I've done my best to not eat anything that would upset my stomach. Unfortunately, again on Tuesday evening it happened; and again, last night.
Each time it happens, I feel like my body will burst open.
Not just from the stomach pain, but the retching that puts so-o much pressure on my hernia that once again needs repair.
Some of you may be asking if this could happen. The answer is, sort of.
As I said yesterday, I am trusting God, that it is His will to heal me. Or, take me home. I believe with all my heart that He has my best interests at heart.
This reminds me of 2 Samuel 7:28-29, "And now, O Lord God, thou art that God, and thy words be true, and thou hast promised this goodness unto thy servant: Therefore now let it please thee to bless the house of thy servant, that it may continue for ever before thee: for thou, O Lord God, hast spoken it: and with thy blessing let the house of thy servant be blessed for ever."
I know that I truly am blessed. After all, I am a child of God. A woman of God. A servant of God, who does my best for Him, daily.
When I answered my own question with the answer of 'sort of', I meant it. But, the answer will have to wait until tomorrow.
Again, I would like to thank all who have been praying for me. Please continue to pray for me. I appreciate prayer, more than you know. And, I'm sure God appreciates your kind and loving gesture, as well. Blessings...
Until next time...
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