We
went for a walk the other day. Well,
technically we went shopping at WalMart, but that counts during a pandemic,
doesn’t it? We have done our regular
walking routine, though. In fact we are
back up to a mile and a half. So it
would seem Chris is doing better in that department. But back to the Walmart run. I went to pick up a pineapple. Meanwhile Chris remembered we needed some
tortillas. She reached back and grabbed
the front of the cart and proceeded to pull it behind her, as she has done many
times before. This time, however, the
twisting motion combined with the weight of the basket resulted in a pretty
excruciating pain. Yep. Still there.
Not fixed yet.
Adding
to her ever-growing list of doctor runs (she’ll tell you she has seen more
doctors since February of this year than she has seen in her entire life), she
saw the ophthalmologist yesterday. She
actually called around 1:30 and they gave her an appointment for three. That’s pretty unheard of around here. But then, Chris is pretty special. And on top of that they didn’t charge us a
co-pay. They asked if our insurance
company had mentioned waiving that charge.
As it turns out, we did get a letter indicating that was the case. We’ll take it.
They
reviewed all of her eyeball anomalies with her, but in the end she got a clean
bill of health. The main thing is that
she got a new prescription. That’s what
she has been needing for a long time. By
the time she finished, though, the glasses section was getting ready to close,
so we’ll have to make a return trip to pick out frames and get the new glasses
ordered. Hurray … an excuse to leave the
house.
Galatians
5:16 says, “So I say, live by the Spirit,
and you will not gratify the desires of the sinful nature.”
Father,
thank you that there are doctors available to oversee care for Chris – and for
all of us. Bless their efforts. Amen.
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