In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I discussed how I transported myself to London, Ontario.
I praise God that He helped me, for I wasn't physically well to do it, without His help. Thank You, Lord!
After parking in the parking garage of the hospital, I made my way to the registration desk. There, I was admitted into hospital, as a patient.
Then, I was directed to go to a waiting room set up specifically for those who were having procedures done, in the same department as I was. I didn't wait there, long.
After being directed to a gurney and the curtains around it drawn shut, I changed into the hospital gown I had been given. A couple of nurses popped in and out.
Then, one of the nurses wheeled an IV stand into my area. I asked what that was for. She let me know I needed to have a lock and IV placed on my arm or hand so that I could be given something to relax me.
I commented that I never had to have that done in the past, when I was having anything inside me, drained. Usually, they would just inject a needle and syringe out whatever needed to be drained.
This was when I became truly shocked. I was told that I wasn't having the pocket of fluid (the Seroma) drained; I was having a drainage tube installed in my lower gut.
What??!! I commented that this was not the procedure I had been told I was having, that day. The nurse confirmed that was what I was scheduled for.
I became so very upset, that tears began streaming down my face. No, I wasn't crying and screaming, but my frustration flowed out of me.
Although I would like to tell you about what went on there, I don't believe I should. I can tell you this... my procedure almost didn't happen.
Eventually, one of my surgeon's team member came to see me and explained that even though I was upset that I had not been properly explained about the procedure I was having, I truly needed it done. After a while for me to calm down, we moved forward.
I was grateful that the doctor who was doing the procedure came to speak with me in the next waiting area, in the department where the ultrasound and procedure was to be done. He apologized for me not being made totally aware of what was going to happen. And, why.
Then, he also told me that in case this drainage system didn't work, there were a few other procedures that may need to be done, in the future. I thanked him, and we proceeded.
Between pain, anger and frustration, I did not feel calm, at all. But, after praying, God helped me calm down. Thank You, Lord!
The truth is, I was hurt that no one had told me the truth about the procedure I needed done. Not even when I had several conversations with both my surgeon and with the department clerk who spoke with me about arranging the appointment.
In addition to calming down and feeling merciful to those who had caused me much grief, I forgave all who could have told me the reality of the situation, prior to me making my way on that long distance trip.
After all, that is what God told us to do, in Colossians 3:12-13, "Put on therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, bowels of mercies, kindness, humbleness of mind, meekness, longsuffering;
13 Forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye."
Yes, God told us what we need to do, when faced with upsetting situations.
He wants us, who are His elect, who belong to Him, to show mercy, kindness and more, towards those who affect us in a way that is upsetting. He wants us to forgive others. Just as He forgave us.
Even though I was truly hurt by the events of the day, and by me realizing that I would have problems that would come to life afterwards, I was kind and gentle to all around me, thanking them for helping me in my need for healing. Plus, as I prayed silently, I forgave all, once again.
How grateful I am that God provided for me at the hospital. Without Him, and without His Word, resonating in my mind, I do not think I would have gotten through this situation, as well as I did.
For this, I praise You, and thank You, Lord!
Until next time...
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