This week has been rough. I seem to have caught a raging cold and in the words of my hemo nurse today its 'kickin' my butt'. Today's treatment was just another issue to add to the plus column of getting a fistula. Each time I coughed or sneezed I set off the arterial alarms, requiring a nurse to reset the machine with each outburst. And each reset adds additional time to my treatment. I must not have looked so great either, because I got more questions of 'you doing okay?' from nurses and techs resetting my machine. In truth I would have loved to just burrow under the covers and slip into blissful oblivion until I was rid of this bug.
I also got word of the final sensitivity testing -- it seems I'm on the one of the few antibiotics that isn't resistent to my abdominal infection. I made multiple calls yesterday trying to expedite surgery for fistula creation. I'm having to remind myself to trust God and be patient -- funny -- I've had so many opportunities to trust Christ and wait paitiently for God's timing -- and still, it comes far less naturally then I would want. God is good to remind me of His promises, but today is one of those days when its a little harder to remember. But it is on these kind of days when I am restless because of leg cramps, but too tired to do anything about it that God uses others to remind me of His love -- so thankful for His faithfulness, even on my rough days!
~V
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