In the last couple of days, I've discussed here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) about how... with God's help, I managed to make my way to the hospital in London, Ontario.
I also mentioned that originally I had been told that I would have the pocket of fluid inside me, drained. This didn't happen.
As you must be aware, I discussed how I had been shocked and upset over the fact that I had not been told correct information regarding the medical procedure I was scheduled to have done. Instead of draining the fluid inside me, a drainage tube was installed within my lower abdomen.
Yesterday, I mentioned how upset I was once again, after the procedure had been completed. You probably read how every time I try to sit up, I experience terrible pain. This is due to the fact that instead of installing a longer length of tubing, a shorter one was installed. With the plastic item with poking parts attached, it is bruising and causing me pain, even now.
Monday afternoon while in my hospital room, I felt hungry.
My nurse said I missed lunch, so she made me some toast and tea. Later, I had a nap and awoke wondering where my supper/dinner was.
My nurse checked it out. At first I was told that a food order for me was forgotten to be placed. Then later, I was told someone screwed up. So, I was once again given toast and tea.
Tuesday morning, everything on my tray were things I don't eat and drink. Sigh... so, I once again had toast and tea. It was okay; I was thankful to at least have something to eat and drink.
After forgiving and praying on Monday, it seemed that Tuesday might also be a stressful day.
Just so you know, on Tuesday I was told by the nice nurse who was assisting my regular nurse, that both the woman up the hall who was suffering like me and I, were not going to be happy with what she found out. She let me know that she was told that if a tube extension was added at that time (meaning after the procedure had been done), it would prevent the drainage tube system from working, properly. So, it couldn't be done.
This meant that both the other female patient on the same floor and I would suffer, as long as we both had our drainage system still within us. :(
One of the nurses came in to let me know that I while I needed to be released from the hospital, I wouldn't be. At least, not until someone from Windsor would drive another person with them, who could drive me and my van, home.
I was told that if it didn't happen, I would not be released. Sigh...
Thoughts raced through my mind. Who could do this for me? I prayed about it. And, once again I began to feel stressed.
Other things happened that I won't discuss here and now. The more stressed I felt, the harder it was to not cry. Especially, since I at times, felt angry.
Even so, I prayed. And, prayed. And, prayed.
After calling my friend M A, and discussing this situation with her, she told me that she felt she and her husband would be able to do this for me. But, it wouldn't be confirmed by her, until after lunch time.
I praised God when M A called me and let me know that her husband R would set out after he finished work. This meant I would be in hospital until sometime in the evening.
A hospital social worker didn't seem thrilled. Nor, did anyone else who spoke with me.
Sigh... Here I was, once again, feeling rather stressed, that their system and lack of correct communication caused this problem that I was suffering through.
Some people, if they experienced what I was, may have felt offended. Offended by the attitude of those in charge. And, possibly offended by God.
I wasn't. Offended by God, I mean. Absolutely, not!
After all, even though He is in control of everything, He allows things to happen to us, even when they are set up and/or done by people themselves.
The reality was that I felt blessed that He provided a friend who could help me, in my time of need.
This situation reminded me of Matthew 11:6, "And blessed is he, whosoever shall not be offended in me."
As I said, God is in control. Not me. So, how and/or why should I ever be offended in Him?!
It may have been stressful for me, and hurtful both emotionally and physically to have gone through what I had gone through for more than a day, but I was grateful He provided for me. He made me feel blessed by providing for me.
If He had not, I would not have been able to get home. That's a fact.
I thank you, M A, R, and your son, R... for showing me love. I truly feel badly that while I arrived home, just before midnight, you got home, even later. Thank you, for providing a way for me, when my back was up against a wall. Thank you, for driving about six (6) hours in total, to assist me in getting home. May God bless you...
Truly, I was happy that God answered my prayer. He provided for me while I was in the midst of a hurtful trial. Thank You, Lord!
How could I ever live without You in my life?!
Hmmm... I wonder how anyone can live without God in their lives. Hopefully, He is in your life.
If not, I would suggest you read His Word, the Bible. Begin reading in The New Testament portion, in the book of John... and read to the end.
In it, I pray God will reveal His truth to you, about your need for salvation... and save you, if you are not yet already saved. Saved from an eternity in Hell, I mean.
Hopefully, one day I'll see you in Heaven!
Until next time...
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