We Christians like to declare that all things
work together for good to those who love God.
Makes you wonder sometimes.
But let me tell you about the day the
above image was taken.
My habit is to very early in the morning ask
for God's protection for the day, and his blessing
on the day. I "try" to put the day in his hands
and let him worry about it. [I know. Sometimes
I try to help him.]
The above day started for me like several each
week - at the oncology center. It started well.
They sent me over to the hospital for blood.
That happens a lot. About once a week I go
get more blood and/or platelets. It's a routine
On entering the hospital I noticed that the
regular people who do the admitting were not
there. But one of the regular women who
come out of the back office was. So she helped
me. Well, she had to get some help to help
her so she could help me.
The next step is "usually" being taken to a
hospital room. But this time, she took me
around the corner to a division or section I
had never been in. ??? and double ???
It was for out patient heart patients. I am
not a heart patient. I am there because of
"Aplastic anemia" as an out patient.
Next comes a nurse. So far that happens
everywhere. And the way she was going
to do the infusion was different than my doctor
had instructed. I know. I had careful read the
instructions before handing them in at the front
desk. Now I liked the nurse's method better. But
I am not normal. Transfusions can give me reactions
that create real problems. So I have learned to
watch pre-medications and infusion rates very
carefully. The nurse and I "sorta" went round
and round on infusion rates. But as mentioned,
I liked her method better and we followed her
Now this division does not stay open 24/7.
So when they had gone as far as they could
they sent me to the 5th floor. First time I have
ever been there. The reason is simple. They
do not work with "out patients" like me. They
only care for full time patients. But the people
were great. They did a great job anyway.
Except as we are winding up, they wanted to
wait 30 minutes and do an "H and H". No
way. How did that get in there? It ends up that
that instruction came out of "ER" several months
ago when the reaction problems began. Now
we have been following a different set of instructions
with a "protocol" that is similar to the one from
the department that sent me there.
After this comedy of errors that had me frustrated,
until I could hand it back over to God - what was
I was able to go home between 4 and 8 hours
than my normal routine.
INSN'T GOD GOOD.
But we are not done.
For quite a while now I have known that the
alternator on my old truck was getting very
weak. And leaving the hospital the lights in
the dash told me it had gone it's last mile.
God got me home safely and all at a time that
there were several extra vehicles I could use
to go into towns to get parts.
GOD IS STILL GOOD. c
"And we know that all things work together
for good to those who love God, to those
who are the called according to His purpose."
(Romans 8:28 NKJV)