The Ditch, the Dr. and the Datebook
Yesterday was an interesting kind of day.
A fairly early doctor’s appointment in the morning…a mere 2 hours away. Add in a little funky weather. A curve in the road where my tire seemed to catch an edge. And awaaaayyyyy I went…spinning into the snow filled ditch. Trust me, a strong prayer was said!
As I sat in the ditch, I said a quiet thank you to God…called 911…and then called the Dr.’s office desperately pleading for a later appt.
It’s amazing how good people are!
Not only did the wonderful gal schedule me for later, but the nice State Patrolman let me sit in his car to stay warm.
I thoroughly appreciated the warmth, but chuckled a little at the fact I had to sit in the backseat. I commented “Gee, now I know how a criminal feels!” He just laughed and said – “Oh no – you’d have handcuffs on if you were a real criminal”. Thanks but no thanks.
No harm, no foul. Car and I are fine. A payment to a tow truck later and I was on the road again…much more carefully that is.
After a nice lunch with Sam and a little retail therapy at a local thrift shop, I finally made it to the doctor.
A good natured character himself – it was a good and informative visit.
I had a good laugh with the staff about what a day it had been. It’s always good to see the humor in situations…like when the nurses looked a little stressed at my requests regarding the surgeries…I spoke up and said “I know I’m being a pain in the ars” and everyone chuckled. Then I explained my reasoning and all was well.
We were strategically trying to schedule hers so that she can recuperate over Spring Break, and yet work around the Dr.’s schedule as he is off to championship tournaments with the local college hockey team.
A little juggling, a lot of maneuvering, and we did it! We managed to get everything scheduled in our datebooks.
Once I got back into town, I made a stop at the school to pick up Gabi and give Tim a hug and then off to 4H we went…only they’d canceled it as there was a scheduling error and I’d missed the memo.
And on the other hand…she wore a glove.
Gabi and I went home and to a couch that never looked so good.
Isn’t it amazing how crazy life can be some days?
I told the scheduling nurse that I’ve often thought I lived in a comic strip…if only I could draw some cute little characters, I’d make a fortune!
Well, blessings flow even on the craziest of days.
Thank God for that.
I hope you’ve had a calm week…and if not I hope you’ve embraced it with humor and appreciation for the blessings that occurred.
We’ll talk more tomorrow.
Yippeeeeeee – it’s the weekend!
ps…the picture shows a part of the infamous rock wall that we’re guessing is the cause of the torn rotator cuff! It is beautiful, isn’t it?