Tues.
Nov. 27, 2012
This morning I went to the temple. I’ve been so busy the
last 2 weeks and I just NEEDED to make myself get there. There was a long hour
wait, but it was so worth it.Being in the temple brings me
strength and hope and peace. As I was finishing up, one of the
temple workers, about 35 years old, stopped to tell me that she was a 12 year
cancer survivor and told me to hang in there and keep up the good fight. The
Lord continually places people in my path to strengthen me and lift me along
the way. I know that He knows what I’m going through and that brings me peace
and comfort.
My eyes have been a little blurry since I started on my
Prednisone and I called the doctor’s office. They had me come in for a blood
test to see if my blood sugar levels were out of whack. Later they called and
told me that my blood sugar levels are fine, but that I need to go in to the
hospital tomorrow and have an MRI of my brain. I couldn't believe it! I’m sure
I’m fine and I hate to make such a big deal about this. I was worried about
telling Lincoln because I hate giving him any more to worry about. I just have
to move forward in faith and trust that everything will be all right.
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