Yesterday, I had one of those days where comfort food becomes necessary to keep our sanity and still see the world in positive terms. This month, I had five doctor’s appointments, including yesterday. Because of results from medical tests taken yesterday, I now have a sixth one on Monday. I choose to look at it as getting a full tune-up before traveling to Italy in five weeks.
The Oreos became a necessity after it took phlebotomists on two different floors four tries to find a working vein in my arms. By the last try, I was hot under the collar and about to start crying or screaming! I nearly said that I would return on another day. But, I endured because I need answers for fatigue that plagues me and leaves me not even able to blog.
The young people were apologetic, and I know I am a difficult patient to stick, so I drunk water, trying to help my veins out. When I used to give to the Red Cross, they eventually told me that it was too painful for me to give. They always needed their best person for me, and I would end up bruised and all colors.
I fear having to have blood drawn, but when you have endured chemotherapy, you can get through anything. After it was over, I had to have some sugar to “happy me up.” Yeah, that’s probably not grammatically correct, but you feel me, right?
In the kitchen now, to the dismay of my husband who teaches a class on healthy eating at church and does not condone such unhealthy entities, are Oreos, Ginger snaps, Potato Chips, Triscuits, and potted meat and Vienna sausages. All are my comforting foods. There are just times when we need the unhealthy to just deal with the uncertainties of this life.
As I prepare for three different types of doctors for next week, my cupboard is filled with plenty of the things I need to cope with the many diagnoses and tests. I will write as much as I can find the energy, because blogging is my sanctuary and my joy, especially my attempts at writing fiction and poetry.
Life has its crazy periods, when one thing after another comes along. So, thank goodness for sugary and salty goodies that, for a short time, bring us joy. And thank the Lord that I know that I am not alone in all that is occurring.
Deuteronomy 31:6 assures me that God is there with these words, “Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” So, I will keep the faith and soldier through, knowing that troubles truly do not last always. Let me end. The Oreos are calling!