Before I begin today's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I would like to remind you that today is the 69th anniversary of D-Day. D-Day happened on the 6th of June, 1944.
Even though my current writings are pertaining to my relentlessly on-going non-healing situation since my first surgery last September, and recent hospitalization, I decided to honour my parents and others, who participated in fighting for freedom, during WW2. Here is a LINK so you can read about where Canadians landed in France. Of course, you can search the web for more info, should you desire.
Please know that I honour and thank each and every person and country, who fought for the freedom people enjoy in Europe and indeed, all over the world. After all, had Hitler and his Nazi's not been stopped, our world would be a very different place, today.
In yesterday's LwL entry, I wrote about how Jesus is the author and finisher of everything in our lives. Including, mine.
As I'm sure you're aware, in addition to writing a daily entry like this one, I've also been writing an entry to fill in the time and information of when I was hospitalized. Here is a LINK to an entry dated May 20th entitled, Who is in Control? so that it will be easy for you to access the entry, to read it.
It seems that even though I am trusting my Lord, my life feels rather out of control.
One thing is for sure. I don't have any control. Over anything. Especially, not my health situation.
It feels like forever, since my surgeon/doctor told me that a referral had been made to a surgeon in London, Ontario. The surgeon in question is apparently one who specializes in traumatic surgical needs.
On Tuesday, my daughter P took me for another checkup with my surgeon/doctor.
After examining me, we discussed my situation, once again. It was then, that my surgeon/doctor let us know that he has not yet received a response from the London surgeon.
My surgeon/doctor let us know that he had indeed let the proposed surgeon in London, know that this was an urgent matter. Hmmm... this made me wonder.
I had to question in my mind why there had been no response yet, to the request made.
At first, I thought the surgeon must be in high demand, and very busy. This is probably the truth.
However, no one has asked him to take me into an operating room, and do the surgery that I've been told is necessary, on an immediate basis.
So, why couldn't his office have responded?
Only God knows.
While we waited in the reception/waiting room, for the paperwork and prescription I needed, my daughter P spoke with my surgeon/doctor's receptionist. Apparently, P was told that another patient had been referred to the same London, Ontario surgeon.
This other person's need wasn't urgent. And, after waiting quite a while, the appointment date they had received was over a year away.
Hearing this might have upset some people. But, when I heard this, I wasn't surprised.
After all, this is the way our healthcare system is set up. No one has control over their healthcare. We've lost control over any of it!
Even so, it was rather disturbing that as an urgent request, no response had been received from his office.
Once again, I took a deep breath. And made up my mind to continue trusting in Jesus.
We read in Luke 8:48, "And he said unto her, Daughter, be of good comfort: thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace."
I must say that it is a good thing I have strong faith. If I didn't, I'm not sure I could make it through this horrible trial in my life.
How grateful I am that God gave us His Word, the Bible. He inspired it, even though humans wrote it.
How grateful I am that I have read it, and studied it enough to provide me a source of support in my brokenness, by giving me comfort.
Praise God He's in control!
Until next time...
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