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The Road Before & After Surgery
April 19, 2017
Something's... You Can't Predict.
Mood:  chillin'
Now Playing: Day 2662-Next GP Chapter... Turning Lemons Into Lemonade :)

 

You know me...

I am one to make sure that when I experience something. I have some UMPF to it!

Especially when it came to my phone literally coming alive on it's very own last night. We decided to visit our cell phone carrier this afternoon. Just to make sure.... There wasn't some sort of possible glitch with my cell phone. Hmmmm?...

When explaining what had happened to the gentleman whom had proudly told us how many years he had been working for the phone carrier. The look on his face was PRICELESS! Hahahaha! "So... You were laying on the couch and your cell phone was not being used. Then the Google search asked you to repeat your search request, but you were not using your phone?" Yes. I was turned the other way, watching television, ready to go to sleep. "Ummm... Well... You would first need to swipe to the screen to find the Google search bar on it. Then proceed by pressing the microphone icon. If you didn't touch your phone? Ummm... I don't know how it would detect anything without you pressing the microphone icon right here on this screen. Of course, you have to first swipe over to get to this screen on your phone." I wasn't using the phone at the time. It was laying on the head rest part of our couch. "Well... That's strange. I never heard of this phone manipulating on it's own because in all reality. That's what it did because I had our tech look at your phone and he didn't see anything wrong with it." Wow! Myself and Eric were actually chuckling a bit, but all I could do was thank the gentleman and wish him a blessed afternoon. I wasn't going to go into the full story. The parts of the strange, yet amazing conclude to a very special day, yesterday.

Over the years. Actually... Decades. I have learned that not everyone believes in my gift. You have your believers and then you have those who don't believe. Something's... You can't predict. Like the reactions from the non-believers. Then again... Something's... Like last night. No one can predict. It just happens and pretty much, the same way it always has happened for me since I was young. When least expected, but in the most special way. My gift.

Today was a pretty busy and quite hectic day! We started off this morning with once again, changing days with the RV tech that is now coming out to meet us this coming weekend. Things happen. Life happens. Today was my follow-up appointment to see how things are doing GI speaking. Decompressing takes time, especially when your are lucky enough to be spared a major intestinal blockage. My labs ended up coming back late yesterday afternoon, but my specialist wasn't in office to read them. By the time we went over my labs. Walgreens had already beat my specialist to the medication punch! BAH! Back on another round of medication. At least, two more for the time being. We did go over my labs from the hospital, in which, they weren't the best when it comes to hoping for a far better report. My white blood cell counts and other WBC test levels were super low, off the charts low. Worse than just a few weeks ago. Not good. My lymph levels weren't even registered on the chart. They were way below the already low end of the scale. 9.1L, 0.09L. My Gran levels were also way off, too high. 86.2H, 9.74H. Other lab results also showed changes that were only worse, not better than we could had anticipated. I do my best, to not allow my labs or any other tests to get the best of me. Things can always change. Better or worse. Over the years, I have learned to accept the good with the bad. Sometimes that is all you can do. No need to cry over spilt milk. There are no pity parties, WHOA as me. I am not a victim. HA! That even sounds silly! Stressing out, over what you can not control, doesn't do anyone any good. Especially, YOU.

My next rescan is already in a mere 6 weeks. Until then, I need not worry so much and instead, get out and continue living. Enjoying life to the fullest during my good days! While accepting there will always be the bad days. I don't believe in having expectations. I have changed the way that I look at life.

Wherever the wind takes me... Is where you will find me...


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Updated: April 20, 2017 2:53 AM EDT
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