Yesterday, I wrote in Life with Lynnie (LwL) about being grateful that a wonderful sister-in-the-Lord brought me a meal. In addition to being thankful, I must admit that it was delicious. Once again, I thank you, N. May God bless you!
Today, I'm absolutely exhausted. How can this be? Great question!
When today began, I had nothing on my agenda. Well, other than making a few calls. This changed rather quickly.
My phone rang; it was a fax tone. Thinking it may be something to do with work, it was quickly received.
It wasn't that at all!
Last Thursday, my nurse and I faxed my surgeon's office with her report, and request for more info from him. Since she faxed it from here, and since they didn't have her fax number, my surgeon's office faxed the response back to my home.
Then, my phone rang, once again.
It was my surgeon's receptionist. She called to make sure I had received the fax, and to let me know that he wanted to see me, today.
This was more than a surprise. It was rather shocking, once again. My thoughts ran back to when this last happened to me, two (2) days prior to my last surgery, December 20th.
When my nurse arrived, I gave her the fax and we discussed a couple of things. After she cleaned and redressed my wound, I called the surgeon's office to say I was then available to meet with the doctor.
Off I went. Yup, I drove myself to the surgeon's office.
After a short wait, I was directed into an examination room. Before long, my surgeon and I spoke. He examined my wound. Then, we talked some more.
He told me that he was requesting an immediate CT scan. Sigh...
Explaining further, he let me know that I may have to have more surgery. Or possibly, a minor surgical treatment done, that wouldn't need to be done in a hospital operating room.
Be still my heart.
No, I didn't cry. I'm not sure what my face showed after being surprised by this shocking remark, but I felt sick in my heart. I lifted my hands and cried out, "NO!".
After more short discussion, he let me know that his office would let me know as soon as possible, when I was scheduled. His receptionist handed me a form, explaining that I needed to immediately go and have some bloodwork done.
On one hand, I was happy the lab was next door. On the other hand, I wasn't thrilled to find the lab's waiting room filled with people.
I took a number and sat down. About 45 minutes later, they called my number so I could give them my form and my health card.
Knowing that it would be a while before my number was called to see the nurse to have the bloodwork done, I headed out of the office to go address my parking issue. Sigh...
To be honest, I wasn't unhappy about having to leave that waiting room. Especially, since there were several people coughing, sneezing and sniffing. Sniff, sniff... cough, cough, cough... sniff... sneeze.
When I say I prayed, I really mean it. Not just for those there who were sick and in need of healing. But, also... for me.
As you know, I have a compromised immune system, due to having Ankylosing Spondylitis (AS), a Rheumatoid Arthritic condition. And normally, I receive a flu shot every year. To prevent me from getting the real thing: Influenza.
This year, I have not received a flu shot, due to my health challenges and my body's inability to heal after not just the September surgery, but also my December 20th surgery, as well.
And, of course, since I am taking antibiotics that won't allow me to take the vitamins I normally use daily, my immune system is probably at the lowest point, in a while. I am praying it is God's will for me to not get sick with any viral or bacterial infection.
Eventually, I made my home. But, only after doing a couple of errands that I felt I needed to do, since I was out.
Now, I'm exhausted! Worn out. Not just tired. But, actually feeling empty, without any energy left.
How I thank God for 2 Corinthians 12:9-10, "And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong."
Amen! When I am weak, He makes me strong.
Not only was I able to complete my tasks for the day, before arriving home, but He gave me the grace, strength and ability to write and post this entry. Even in my exhaustion.
Thank you for reading. I appreciate you, more than you know. And, I trust God that those who are out there needing lifting up, will be encouraged to look to our Lord. Always.
Oops. I almost forgot to ask you to please pray for me. I thank you for this and pray God will bless you. And, just so you know, I pray for you, also.
Until next time...
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