There’s always something on my mind.
I mean, like freaking ALLLLLLLLLways.
And that’s why I have this blog. Where I can write about the crazy that lives in my head and then let them (my thoughts) roam FREE in Internet land!
Something has bothered me. Although I don’t know if “bother” is the right word.
Usually my life is fraught with chaos and hectic-ness (is that a word?) that Lhermitte-duclos Disease and Cowden Syndrome bring. But, every once in a while I am able to pause and go, “Wow. That was really huge. I need to take a moment and say Thank You.”
Last week I had the appointment for the stress test and I did all I could to not freak out about it. (Granted, I had the abnormal EKG several weeks earlier. IF it was a huge deal I KNOW my primary doctor would have moved heaven and earth to get me in sooner. So, then there’s that.) Anyway, by the time I checked in, got to the other waiting room, got called by the technician, then went to the exam room, my head was spinning. But when I walked into the room and saw the treadmill and other medical items (tools?) I was overwhelmed.
I can’t even fathom how much all that medical equipment cost, let alone the procedure itself! I am so grateful that I don’t have to pay for these tests. I am very aware of the hand of the Lord in my life right now (and, well, always, if I am honest.) I am now one of “those people” (quotes added by me) who needs help, and I very easily could be on the other end, forced to pay more to help others.
How can I ever say thank you? To those who’s lives have been turned upside down by this Healthcare overhaul? I just want you to know that I am aware. I am thankful. I am humbled. If it weren’t for you I wouldn’t be receiving the necessary screenings for management of these rare diseases. There’s no way I could ever pay for what I need that in turn, may extend my life.
So here, on this small space of Internet real estate that I am renting-to-own, I thank you.
Thank you for helping me, whomever and wherever you are.