It's been a rough few days. At 9 AM this morning we were back in, yet another, doctor's office...
I have a bunch of crazy issues/symptoms that have been popping up the past week and a half and I just couldn't function anymore without treatment. And so, for the millionth time this year, (okay, maybe the 7th or 8th) I explained all my medical issues to another doctor, went through another exam, had more blood drawn, and labs have been ordered.
The doctor thinks maybe all these crazy symptoms are connected and "wants to get to the bottom of it". Praise the Lord - because I thought I was losing my mind! My husband has jokingly nicknamed me "Job", because the last week and a half I've woken up with a new sickness or symptom everyday....*sigh.
My doctor thinks I either have a viral infection of some sort, or maybe a parasite, or a serious food allergy that hasn't been identified.... or possibly all of the above. Did I mention this is entirely separate from the other issues I've been having for the past year? The issues I've gone to 5 doctors in 2 states and 2 countries for? That was diagnosed as IBS 6 weeks ago. This is something (or multiple things?) new.
Lord, help me.
I am trying to stay positive. I am trying to be thankful and to count my blessings. I am thankful that I have a really good (thorough, compassionate) doctor here that I love. I am thankful we're not traveling right now. I am thankful my doctor was in on a Saturday, and that the process to "get to the bottom of this" has begun. I am thankful that the nurse who took my blood was beyond incredible and I seriously did not even feel the needle! For the first time in 27 years I didn't get hysterical when I had to have blood drawn.... so there's something positive to celebrate!
I am trying to focus on TRUTH - who God is, that He has a purpose for my life, that He CAN heal me, and that He is in control. But... we just can't seem to catch a break...not just with my health, but also in quite a few other areas of our life. I know there is a lesson in this, but I don't know what it is. I am just praying for God to sustain me, and trying to remember that my JOY and PEACE do not come from my circumstances.
But I won't lie.... it's hard. Today, we feel defeated and alone and depressed. I haven't slept in 2 nights and physically, I feel miserable. If you wouldn't mind lifting up a prayer for me, and for Rusty, we sure would appreciate it.