This was the day to get poked with a needle and pee in a cup...YEAH!!!
Not to drag this out or anything but there are about five people I have needed to personally email or call to give the 411 before I post anything else. My close friends who have stood by me so faithfully day and night, and hashing out the details of my life deserve not to read it in a blog post.
Just like I posted on August 1, God had something to teach me about pruning and flourishing. For three months I was waiting for the plant (and my life) to flourish again. I have two more people to e-mail or talk to and then I'll post more...I promise!
In today's news, I got a blood test this morning. This is pretty significant. Hang on and you'll understand why.
I would rather have a baby than a blood test. Each time I've had my children, I asked the nurses, "do I have to have that IV in order to have the baby?" And each time they've said yes. It's been the worst, most dreaded thing of the experience. I faint each time if I'm sitting up, so I always tell them I have to lay down. Then I take my orange juice and crackers to have as soon as they are done.
Today I was a little peeved because when I went to the lab they told me due to new OSHA standards, there are NO food or drinks allowed AT ALL in the lab. They said it's a "bio-hazard." How orange juice is a bio-hazard I'll never know. I was a lih-tle upset but figured, hey if I pass out they'll just have to deal with it and maybe they'll tell OSHA how stupid this rule is not to allow patients to have an orange juice after their test since after all they haven't eaten in umpteen hours and they have had 6 or 7 vials of blood taken from them!!! Sheesh! Thankfully I did good. I'm serious when I say I quoted Psalm 91 in my head the whole time.
I was just there for my routine yearly blood work. I'm very particular about having yearly checkups, lab work, mammo's, etc. I just believe in taking care of myself. It was 3 months ago that I had my yearly physical. My doctor subsequently referred me to a lab for my yearly blood work. But unfortunately that was the week everything fell apart in my life and I went into horrible depression. I have to be honest, I wasn't up to getting my lab work done. I wasn't up to living, let alone blood work. I wanted to stay in bed all day and never get out (as you know if you are a regular reader) and the last thing on my mind was a blood test. At that point I would have just said, "skip the blood work, let me die if something's wrong with me." I wasn't in a state of mind to care. With my distain of blood tests, I thought, "I can't stand one more moment of pain or dread. I'm just going to wait." So I did. I thought, "when I'm happier, and the world starts looking like a place I actually want to wake up to everyday, I'll get this lab work done."
Weeeellllllll...........Today was the day! I've had the best week EVER in FOREVER. My week has been GLORIOUS! Seriously, I was so unbelievably happy that I woke up today and thought, "THIS IS LAB WORK DAY!!! I COULDN'T BE MORE THRILLED WITH LIFE! LET'S DO IT!!!"
I was in a state of mind this morning where I could handle coping with getting stuck with a needle, and peeing into a little cup. In fact, I was so excited to get back to normal, back to caring about living healthy, and moving on with God's plan for me.
It's a new dawn! It's a new day!
Life is good, my peeps!
God is good!
The world is once again a brighter place, at least for me.
And now I have to help other people out of their darkness...