I've been away for a few days,
not because anything is wrong.
My ENT visit went well.
The PA was wonderful, great bedside manner.
He had already read my chart.
He knew what was going on,
talked about the what nots.and what could be's.
He prepared me well
for what the doctor would do.
He was very personal.
Asked about my move to TN.
Asked about my family.
The Doc, not so personal,
curt and to the point.
He just wanted to do his job and be done.
I have a cyst on my epiglottis.
It is small, nothing to worry about.
No nodules on the vocal cords.
Lots of reflux and congestion.
He's treating the reflux and has referred me to an allergist.
Doc: "What's that worried look on your face.
Are you worried?"
Me: "Are YOU worried?"
Doc: "Not at all. We'll take a look at it again in 8 weeks.
If it has grown, we put you to sleep and get it.
If not, we don't worry about it."
At some point, I have to learn to trust.
So, that's what I'm doing.
The doc who referred me says he's the best.
I will trust him.
The GREAT PHYSICIAN says I should trust in HIM.
I choose to trust HIM.
Mr. H has taken a long, HARD look at the budget.
We've robbed from Peter to pay Paul
and Peter and Paul have exhausted their resources.
The answer is HARD.
If I want to stay in TN and want a house,
I've got to get a job.
There's more month left at the end of the money.
So, prayers needed as I once again
revise the resume and look for a job.
Have a good beginning of a new week
and a new month.