Two and a half hours up the spout: the doctor’s other office failed to send him the results of Patty’s tests, so the whole thing today was a waste of everybody’s time. So we have to do it all over again on Monday morning. Meanwhile, it’s limbo. Not the dance: that place that’s neither Heaven nor Hell, where nothing happens.
Couldn’t jump the hurdle ’cause they never set it up.
Please continue to pray for us. We need it.
Oh, sorry. I know how frustrating this is, I hear it from my sons all the time.
I don’t go to doctors that much, but my younger one does, and he sometimes wants to scream.
You’ve got my prayers, more fervent than ever… Hard to enjoy a journey that takes you nowhere, except back to “go” – again.
I’ll be praying. Frustration is so difficult to deal with.
Patty couldn’t sleep, worrying about those test results–and then they weren’t there. Fap.
Just take things a day at a time. Prayers continued.
Prayers ascending – how frustrating for you!
Praying for you and Patty today. My pastor used to say, “The hardest part of faith is the last half hour”.
Just think, if we had nationalized health care you could have waited months for the results. Praying for good tests results on Monday.
That’s no joke. My friend in Canada needed an operation in January–you know, life-or-death situation. He was lucky to get it in April.
Continuing my prayers