There are times when the waters in life are running clear and suddenly become very mucky. We can make choices for ourselves but as always in life others around us are impacted by our choices and their choices impact us.
November 5th I started a new job. It took a lot of discussion between my boyfriend and I because there was going to be 4 weeks out of 5 weeks for training from November 5th to December 5th. It was easily workable finding friends to help with the dogs, neighbors and my renter to watch the house. Everything was ready, set, go.
A few days before I left for the first training, my boyfriend started having chest pains. Being the stubborn headed man that he is going to the doctor was out of the question. It took over two weeks and being ganged up upon by many friends before he finally went into his doctor. He decided to call the day before Veteran’s Day. This would not have been a problem except that his doctor is at the VA. His day Tuesday was filled up with other emergencies (I hope you are thinking was I was, “WHAT?!?”) When he got into the doctor’s office, they did an EKG and it was fine.
They “rushed” him down to the Minneapolis VA. In VA terms that means we spent today there as he took a stress test, had a follow up EKG and met with the doctors. I mentioned needing to take him to his appointments today and my boss said, “Take a few hours off, that is fine.” So I fell at ease, week three of my new job taking personal time off.
The shoe dropped, they think there is a minor blockage and they want to do an angiogram – next Tuesday. A) My company is paying over $5,000 class fees and expenses to send me through the training program. B) I love him and I want to be there for him. I have been struggling all day long. At this point, I have arranged a “babysitter” for the dogs. (Not an easy task when one is in heat.) A friend of ours and my Father can both drive Dale to the appointment; but I still struggle.
As I pray about it the same thing keeps going through my mind, “There is nothing you can do there. Trust in God.” How can I show Dale that I love him and put all my Faith in God? As the doctor scheduled the appointment I mentioned that we may need to find someone to drive him. So walking out of the VA he yelled, “She says she loves me but she won’t come back from Fargo to bring me to my appointment!” I grew up with a Grandma who was an expert at guilting. So he got pinched.