Praising God Even When You Don't Feel Like It

Let's be honest. Sometimes, it's easier to praise the Lord than at other times. Personally, I love  and trust Jesus so much, I don't often have those times. However, I DO have times where I am questioning God as to why things are happening the way they are. I'm having a bit of that right now as I have a new issue with my leg. The incisions are infected...especially the one for the bypass. The bypass that should have never been. 

I went to my surgeon on Friday because I could tell it was getting really yucky and my leg was hot. He looked at it, put me on Bactrim, and gave me some cream to put on it. He acts like he just doesn't know what to do. He hems and haws around and, frankly, I have no confidence in him. Then his nurse had the audacity to say that the bypass incision was not something he had done. Seriously? If not for his neglect, I wouldn't have had to have a bypass! I also questioned to myself why he thought Bactrim was the drug to choose for this. It's a fine antibiotic but it's not exactly a strong one and it barely cures my bladder infections when I rarely get them. I usually have to do two rounds of it because it's not a strong drug.

Anyway, over the weekend, I could tell I wasn't getting any better so this morning, I went to my regular doctors office where I saw the wonderful doctor I used to have, who caught my cancer when no one else could figure out what was wrong with me. He works in this office and sees walk-ins and doesn't maintain a regular set of patients now. He remembered me and then he took a look at the incisions. He was very concerned. He said, "I'm sure they did a culture at the other office when you went in last Friday so I don't need to do that." Ummmm...no...they didn't do any kind of culture. So he cultured it, gave me a super strong shot of antibiotics, added Keflex to my Bactrim and he wants to see me tomorrow. If it's not a lot better, he is hospitalizing me.  I know I'm being a big baby, but I do not want to go back to the hospital. I said when I left after 13 days in there, that I never wanted to darken their doorstep again. However, and this is the most important part, God is in control! He knows what needs to happen and He truly has had His hand on me through all this. I mean, what are the chances of me seeing my most favorite doctor, ever, who saved my life once before? Only God can orchestrate these things. I also know I don't want this infection to get so out of hand that I have a new problem, so I will do whatever I have to do...and God will be there with me...holding my hand all the way.

Not only will I trust in God - in Jesus - I will be praising His holy name!

Please keep me I your prayers, if you're so inclined, and ask for God's perfect will in all this. For His healing touch and His strength for me to handle whatever comes.

Blessings - Julie