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Okay, so here's what happened on my way to work yesterday...

Let's just start off with: yesterday was not a good day. Due to a scheduling nightmare, I had two doctor's appointments yesterday morning. My plan (and no, I didn't hear God laughing because I was too busy with my plan) was to hit doctor appointment A, go to work, get a bunch of stuff done, hit doctor appointment B, and then head back to work to finish off the day.

Here is what actually happened.

I got to doctor appointment A - the pain clinic - at the appointed "please arrive 15 minutes before your appointment," which was at 8 a.m. The nurse who called me back - the one who ALWAYS CALLS ME BACK, EVERY TIME I GO THERE - mispronounced my name AGAIN. EVERY FREAKIN' TIME!

I sat in the exam room for 40 minutes.

The doctor came in and decided I needed another spinal injection, which I was not prepared for. Usually, this means mild sedation and having someone drive me home. So, I did it with no sedation. Not recommended.

Meanwhile, as the techs were prepping me for the procedure, one of them discreetly pointed out that I had a tear in the back of my dress - right over my rear end. She kindly taped it together so I could at least walk out of the building with some semblance of dignity.

I had a bunch of clothes in my back seat that are on their way to Goodwill. I pulled out a dress, prayed it still fit, hustled back into the building, and threw it on in the lady's room.

Off to work.

When I got to work, it became immediately apparent that not having sedation causes A) a huge headache and B) feeling like I'd been punched hard between the shoulder blades. I did a flurry of work, told my boss I was going to doctor appointment B, and then going home.

At doctor appointment B, I had to wait only 20 minutes past my appointment time (progress!). This was my sleep doctor, who had put me on a CPAP 6 weeks ago.

"How's it going?" she asked.

I politely told her that I believe the CPAP is the spawn of Satan himself. It is like trying to sleep with an octopus strapped to your face via a horse halter. TRYING to sleep is the operative word, since I haven't had a decent night's sleep since I got the damn thing. But, being the recovering perfectionist that I am, I kept trying valiantly, night after night, to get a good night's sleep with this thing.

To which the doctor replied, "Oh, dear. You should have called me. I would have taken you off the CPAP weeks ago."

Then, I went home and slept for two hours.

And I offered it up - the whole stupid day.

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  1. Oh. NO! Well, at least the octopus is gone! Praying for you for blessings the rest of the week. ~ Rosemary in Ohio

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  2. Your courage astounds me. Also, is your name pronounced "e-LEEZ"? As in the piano piece by LvB? Lastly, when one offers things up, does one offer them for a general or specific intention?

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  3. Yes, I pronounce my name as you've noted. When we Catholics "offer up" our sufferings ( see Col 1:24), we can offer it for specific intentions or for whatever God deems necessary in our lives.

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