Job had lots of patience...... I need more

Job went thru lots of trials and temptations.
I think this evening I shall have to pick up my Bible and read the book of Job again.
But, I do not think I have the patience of Job.

Hopefully God will grant me courage and a tad bit of patience to deal with the things that are being dealt to us these past few days/weeks.

Lets go backward.....  Today Bud finds out that he has another blood clot in one of his legs.
He is on so much blood thinner---that he should not be getting any clots...let alone getting one in the deep vein that is cutting off the blood to the lower part of that leg.
They have slapped him into the hospital---they have given him shots in his stomach, drawn blood and called a blood doctor.
This is not the first blood clot that he has had in the past few months.


Tomorrow is our 33rd wedding anniversary..



August 18 -  I was dealt a bad mammogram
August 29- I had a biopsy done
Sept. 1- I was told that I needed additional biopsy that the cells they removed were those that turned into cancer and I had to get rid of them.
Sept. 6 - I saw the surgeon  only to be told that I needed to see an Oncologist.
So on Sept. 13, I am scheduled to go see a Oncologist to get my risk factor rating and see what they say needs to be done.  The Oncologist that they are sending me to is the Doctor who treated my older sister when she had her breast cancer.

So YEP  you guess it, I am a little bit Up Tight, Bent out of shape, nerveous and skeptical.

I know God already knows the outcome and he has a plan for my life.  But that doesn't really make it easy to deal with all of this at once.
Amidst all this I am retiring at the end of this year and everything seems to be hitting me at the same time.  Trying to train Julie to take my place here at work plus dealing with the fact that I will probably require surgery in the near future to get rid of the bad cells and make sure they don't show up as Ovarian cancer either.   But either way Dr. Birk said those bad cells have to be taken out or they will turn into cancer......I want to shout...GET RID OF THEM!!!  Give me another 15-20 years so I can enjoy my grandbabies and family.

THEREFORE, If you hear a scream coming from Central Illinois - it is probably me just venting some of my frustrations.  :)