What am I going to complain about today – a couple of things. I do have a complaint here, but it is not serious. It was dialysis morning and early afternoon, and while on dialysis I cramped up a little in the hand, wrist, and fingers. It felt awful, but it was relieved later in the afternoon/early evening. I was glad of the cramping relief because I had major plans to go to a visitation for a church member’s family whose husband had passed away a week from yesterday, May 16, 2019 at the age of 78 after a battle of health problems. I was able to go to the visitation from 5 pm to 7 pm with my friend JM from church as well as CC and TC who carpooled with us this evening. Now, after having a busy morning and evening, I am home getting ready for bed so that another busy morning can soon take place before I have the rest of the day to myself and my cat Bing Crosby. I have one more thing to complain about tonight before finally resting and getting some sleep.
Although dialysis on Saturdays is taking my church mornings away right now, I feel a disappointed that my Sabbath morning has become a medical need than I am able to get to church. Why am I complaining about it? I feel Satan has put a wrench into my Sabbaths is all and I am not happy with the man of lies. I want to be with my church family right now. I realized that this evening while at the visitation. I feel lost without being with my church family and friends. Until then, when an opening comes again, my duties and church activities will be put on hold with an eagerness to get back on track as soon as possible. I understand, most of the time, that medial needs to take first hand right now. I am glad to know a fellow Seventh-day Adventist travel nurse at this time who I will be seeing every other Saturday Sabbath until he leaves Wisconsin later this summer. I am happy to be an Adventist.
