EVEN MIRACLES TAKE A LITTLE TIME.
Fairy Godmother from 'Cinderella'
While it is true that most miracles take a little time, I experienced a little one yesterday and I really appreciated it.
How many times have you gone to the Wal-Mart Pharmacy and had to wait for quite a while? Yesterday Alec and I went to pick up a pain pill prescription for me and found ourselves with about fifteen people in line ahead of us. I had about 30 minutes to finish my shopping, allow a few minutes to let Little Mister play the Claw Machine, and then get him to his speech therapy session. I knew my wait in the long line would take up most of that time, but I had to have those stinking pills. Then the miracle happened.
One of the clerks behind the pharmacy counter called out that if anyone had Humana or Blue Cross Insurance, they could come up to a certain register since there was a glitch with it and it was only taking those two insurance plans. No one moved out of line, so I went up and got waited on immediately. Thirty seconds later I was done! That, my friends, is a sweet miracle. I got everything done and Alec to his therapy with a few minutes to spare! Life is good!!
Hey, I've got a little story that originated from a previous post. A while back, when I was listing my "fifteen shades of gray" on our blog, I mentioned how I loved my "plaid gray" skirt that I had worn in high school. The other day I found a snap shot of me sitting in a chair, wearing that skirt!. The thing that made me really sit up and pay attention was the CHAIR!
Years ago our friend and neighbor, Jean Schoneman, had bought a new chair and had given Mother her "gently" used one. Mother was the type of person that was always fixing or re-doing things and giving them new life so she went out and bought some light-weight tan-colored upholstery material to recover this chair - and actually did a nice job on it. After finishing her project, there was a generous length of material left over.
One winter day, much like what we have experienced lately, school was cancelled because of a snow day. When this happened, I dragged out my sewing machine, a skirt pattern, and the extra tan material. Any time I found some material laying around, I was always sewing a skirt because it was fun and didn't take too long, and it also gave me something new to wear. We didn't run off to the Mall every other day and shop for new clothes, because, well, for one thing, we DIDN'T have a mall.
Fast forward a few weeks. My boyfriend at the time gave me a ride home from school. As we sat talking in the living room, it suddenly occurred to me that I was wearing my tan "upholstery material" skirt AND SITTING ON THE TAN CHAIR!!!! The knowledge of my predicament hit me like a ton of bricks, and I must have had the "deer in the headlights" look on my face. Try to gracefully exit a chair, when you have completely blended into the background of it. I was literally wearing a chair skirt. Classy, huh?
The latest report on my healing experience, is that all is going well. I have an appointment with the oncologist, Dr. Ghosh, tomorrow to find out about the next step as far as future chemo treatments are concerned.
I am hoping that the drainage (sorry - that sounds disgusting, but it's all part of the process) slows down so that I am getting rid of less than 30 ccs on each side per day over a period of two days. Then the last two drains can be removed and I will be feeling a whole bunch better! Jenna reminded me that I had not bothered to mention that when my surgery was done, no cancer was found in the lymph nodes and therefore, no extensive surgery had to be done in that area. Talk about lucky!
I was checking out things on-line and discovered that my surgery (while real cancer was involved in my case) was the same type as Angellie Jolie (?) had to have because of her family history with breast cancer. If she can get through the boobs-and-tubes period, so can I!
GOD BLESS YOU ALL