Out & About
I haven't been released by my doctor yet, but Wednesday, Richard and I went to "Back Yard" at church where we enjoyed great food and even better company. It was wonderful to be among our church family again. Richard can't attend on Sundays because he always works then, but Wednesday evenings are usually open for him. After the meal everyone went into the chapel for worship songs and a brief but effective lesson.
Yesterday, I went grocery shopping. I hadn't been since before I got sick and we needed everything. I feel good enough to cook again and so I saw to it that the larder was well stocked. How blessed I felt to wander through aisles of plenty knowing we could buy any food we needed, or even wanted. So many people have not enough to eat! May I never, ever forget that or become hardened to the needs of others.
Today, I set out to pick up some prescriptions I had called in to Wal-Mart's pharmacy a few days ago, and to find the doctor's office and make an appointment. This is the doctor who cared for me in the hospital and is supposed to release me before I go out, get active, etc. I've called his office a dozen times and can never talk to a real person so decided to just go there.
These two errands should not have taken more than half an hour since everything is close to us. Not so, I was gone almost three hours! The pharmacy was out of my meds, then relented and said they could dispense a few pills until the backorder came in but I'd have to wait. I waited. That was fine; there were people to smile at. Maybe I could cheer someone up. Forty minutes later, I had three pills.
I noticed the gas gauge was close to empty so got in line for Wal-Mart's gas, the cheapest in the area. There must have been thirty cars crowded around that station all nosing their way up to the pumps. Again I waited. There was no one to smile at, no one made eye contact, so I smiled at God and we made heart contact. Finally, it was my turn and I spent almost $50 for a tank of gas! This is a fuel crisis and not the first. When are we going to DO something about our oil and energy problems? I talked that over with the Lord and went in search of my doctor.
His office was not where the address said it should be, and my Garmin GPS didn't recognize the address either. I went from place to place until I realized I was acting a lot like Richard when he's lost but won't admit it. Why wander when you don't know where you're going. I opted to ASK someone. I left the motor running and ran inside a foot doctor's office just as they were closing. They gave me exact and perfect directions to my destination.
Fortunately, my doctor doesn't close early on Fridays. I did learn their phone system had gone berserk so it wasn't my fault I couldn't talk to a person when I called them. I was able to make my appointment - next Wednesday. Surely, I can't sit around until then, can I? I need to be out and about!
Yesterday, I went grocery shopping. I hadn't been since before I got sick and we needed everything. I feel good enough to cook again and so I saw to it that the larder was well stocked. How blessed I felt to wander through aisles of plenty knowing we could buy any food we needed, or even wanted. So many people have not enough to eat! May I never, ever forget that or become hardened to the needs of others.
Today, I set out to pick up some prescriptions I had called in to Wal-Mart's pharmacy a few days ago, and to find the doctor's office and make an appointment. This is the doctor who cared for me in the hospital and is supposed to release me before I go out, get active, etc. I've called his office a dozen times and can never talk to a real person so decided to just go there.
These two errands should not have taken more than half an hour since everything is close to us. Not so, I was gone almost three hours! The pharmacy was out of my meds, then relented and said they could dispense a few pills until the backorder came in but I'd have to wait. I waited. That was fine; there were people to smile at. Maybe I could cheer someone up. Forty minutes later, I had three pills.
I noticed the gas gauge was close to empty so got in line for Wal-Mart's gas, the cheapest in the area. There must have been thirty cars crowded around that station all nosing their way up to the pumps. Again I waited. There was no one to smile at, no one made eye contact, so I smiled at God and we made heart contact. Finally, it was my turn and I spent almost $50 for a tank of gas! This is a fuel crisis and not the first. When are we going to DO something about our oil and energy problems? I talked that over with the Lord and went in search of my doctor.
His office was not where the address said it should be, and my Garmin GPS didn't recognize the address either. I went from place to place until I realized I was acting a lot like Richard when he's lost but won't admit it. Why wander when you don't know where you're going. I opted to ASK someone. I left the motor running and ran inside a foot doctor's office just as they were closing. They gave me exact and perfect directions to my destination.
Fortunately, my doctor doesn't close early on Fridays. I did learn their phone system had gone berserk so it wasn't my fault I couldn't talk to a person when I called them. I was able to make my appointment - next Wednesday. Surely, I can't sit around until then, can I? I need to be out and about!
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