Saturday, December 29, 2012


If you've been reading Life with Lynnie (LwL) even for a short time, you'll know that I am receiving nursing care, after having another surgery, December 20th.

Today, my nurse was off, so I had a substitute nurse, once again.

This was not the woman who tended to me on December 23rd, but the person that I had been told would probably be tending to me on the day of Christmas Eve.

Well, sort of.

When C cleaned my incision and changed my dressing on the 23rd, I asked her if she would be seeing me again the next day.  The day of Christmas Eve.  C told me she was off, so it would probably be D attending me.

This nurse D usually calls the evening before coming.  She didn't.

When she hadn't showed up by noon, I called her office.  I asked for them to confirm who was coming to give me the nursing care I needed.  The person told me she didn't see anyone scheduled. 

Hmmm... I explained my conversation with C.  I was told that D would be contacted and I would hear from her.  I didn't.

After 4:30 p.m., knowing that people were preparing for Christmas, I called the office once again.  This time, I was told it was D who would see me and was once again told that she would call me.

About 9:00 p.m., I called once again.  The answering service took my message and a supervisor called me back. 

I was told it could take between one and four (1 and 4) hours to have a nurse come tend to me.  Knowing that my regular nurse was scheduled to come in the morning, this didn't make sense to me.  After all, did my dressing need to be changed within a few hours, once again?

Consequently, no nursing care happened for me, on the day of Christmas Eve.

My regular nurse arrived not in the morning, but in early afternoon on Christmas day.  When she heard what happened, she immediately called the office and switched my nursing care from daily, to every second day.

Hmmm... in my heart I knew that she did this, not because she felt I didn't require the nursing care, but because this was a way of covering up an error.

Until today, I didn't know for sure.

Talking with D, while she cleaned and redressed my incision, it was confirmed to me that she had never been scheduled to treat me on the day of Christmas Eve. 

Aha!  I was right!  The truth came out!

But, isn't this what God told us would happen?  Yes, He told us in John 8:32, "And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free."

Okay.  I realize that Jesus is the Way, the Truth and the Life... but this verse can also refer to us knowing the truth, being reality, and not just Jesus.

At first, I was upset and rather saddened, when all this happened.  After all, why would I need less nursing care, only three (3) days after having surgery?  As an inpatient, I would have had nursing care multiple times per day!

But, after thinking and praying, I realized that God is in control.  Accidentally or not, what happened, happened.  Nothing could change it.  And, nothing will restore my nursing care, now.

So, I will just continue trusting Him, for everything.  And, I pray you do, also.

Until next time...

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