Recently, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I discussed how grateful I was to my friend M A, her husband R, and their son, R... who helped me.
They helped me by driving from Windsor to London, Ontario. There they picked me up at the hospital. And, M A drove me back home to Windsor.
For this, and for them, I am truly grateful! You see, this was about a six (6) hour trip for them! Thank you, my friends. May God bless you, always!
After all, I couldn't have gotten home, nor could my van, without their help.
How grateful I was that God provided for me that day! He provided in another way, too.
You may or may not recall me mentioning that I wondered how I could wear clothing.
As you're probably aware, the drainage tube system, including the large plastic item with poking parts, causes me pain... even now. And, since I had not worn extra baggy clothing, but had worn properly fitting clothing that day when I made my way to the hospital, I didn't believe that I would be able to put on and redress myself with the clothing I had with me.
Obviously, my nurses and medical people gave this some consideration, too.
You see, it was told to me that I shouldn't even try to get dressed. Instead, I could wear hospital gowns, to get home.
Yes, this is true!
I must admit, I felt really strange thinking about this. And, felt even more strange walking out with M A, after receiving my release information at the hospital.
Truthfully, I wondered if I would be stopped by security, on our way out of the hospital.
It didn't happen. For this, I was grateful!
After all, here we were, leaving the hospital to go to the parking garage, long after visiting hours were done, and while security officers were seated at each entrance/exit.
When we approached security, I asked if we had to stop and sign out, or something. The reply from the security person was that we did not have to.
Truly, this surprised me.
Here I was, dressed in a hospital gown as my nightgown and another as a housecoat, still wearing my hospital arm bands. And, no one cared I was leaving the hospital??
A thought passed through my mind. What if I had been someone who was at risk for my life? Can just anyone pass by security, without even being questioned?
Oh well. It was done. We made it to my van, in the parking garage without any confrontation.
How thankful I was that God helped me, once again in my time of need. How thankful He provided even when it seemed there was no way possible, for me to return home.
Thinking about this, reminded me of 1 Corinthians 10:13, "There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it."
Yes, God made a way, where there didn't seem to be a way.
In the beginning of this problem, the whole concept was overwhelming. Yet, he was faithful to me. And, made a way of escape for me. :) (Sorry for the pun about escaping from the hospital! lol)
Could I be anything but thankful? Absolutely not!
I will always honour, glorify and be thankful to Him... in all things.
Until next time...
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