Yesterday I had to travel 45 minutes to the city to get blood work done and have a doctor’s appointment. It should have been a relatively short visit. However, challenge after challenge seemed to pave the way.
When I arrived at the doctor’s office, it was PACKED! I have never seen the waiting room so full…and full of sick people—coughing and sniffling. I had to spend an hour and half in the waiting room. I tried to isolate myself from everyone, but it was difficult since there were so many people.
When I got to a room, the nurse quickly took my vitals, and she was gone. The doctor arrived shortly thereafter. He stepped into the room and then left. His laptop was dead. He had to go find a charger. Twenty minutes later, he returned. The appointment was not productive. The doctor would not give me a medicine for a common medical issue. Instead, he referred me to a specialist.
After spending 2.5 hours at the clinic, I was able to leave.
Next, I went to get my blood drawn. Praise be to God, there was no one waiting at the lab!
When the technician looked at my arms, the obvious blood vessel to draw from she would not use. She said the vein was too hard. She said she might hit a nerve. Instead, she went for a really difficult to access vein. She missed. She dug around in my arm and found a nerve which she tried to draw blood from several times. I nearly jumped through the roof from the pain.
She finally gave up and withdrew the needle. She then used a different needle and easily got blood from the large vein which was bulging in my arm.
After the blood draw, my arm felt as though it was being electrocuted. Pain radiated up and down my arm.
When I got home, my pharmacy called me. I missed the call, but they left a voicemail. I dialed my voicemail and tried to put the phone on speaker phone. Instead of speaker phone, the key pad appeared on the screen. Since I could not hear my phone, I put the phone up to my ear. My cheek bumped the screen and hit the number 7. My voicemail told me the message was marked for deletion. But I never heard the message!
Next, I was called and informed of my appointment with the specialist my physician referred me to. I am unable to go to the appointment. I have tried calling the specialist’s clinic over and over again, but I cannot get anyone to pick up the phone.
That was my day yesterday. But God did richly enrich my evening. I am grateful for God’s tender mercies!
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