Faith, Flower Beds and Illness

 It's hard to believe we have been in the new house almost 3 months. We got the last 2 pieces of furniture moved over from Mom & Dad's last week and David celebrated that achievement by grilling dinner for use. He really does know his way around a grill and a kitchen. 

Every day I look around in our home and I am still amazed we are here and this is our place. We can paint, put holes in the walls, plant flowers and bushes without asking a landlord for permission. We recently went to our local Lowe's and bought some flowers to refill the flower beds in front of the house. David raked out all the leaves and debris in the flower beds and dug up things we didn't want and got it all ready for new soil and whatever we brought home from the store.  I wandered around the garden center and the  cart filled with a petite knockout rose bush, grape hyacinth, yellow daisies, another yellow plant that I would find out is called leopard's bane, a hanging pot full of pansies and some daffodils/or buttercups depending on what you call them.  We got home that day and David got everything planted except the buttercups, those will get planted today.  

In this earthly body of mine, I fight several illnesses on a daily basis. 

COPD, Sleep Apnea, Hypertension (High Blood Pressure), Headaches, Chronic Back Pain, Major Depressive Disorder and Anxiety. 

The COPD and Sleep Apnea work together to keep me out of breath, tired and all things related because of lack of oxygen. The Hight Blood Pressure gives me headaches, blurry vision  and other things. 

Yesterday we had to go to Clarksville to get some tests run for my COPD and Tests on my back/spinal cord in an effort to determine the cause of my constant daily pain and not being able to stand for more than 15-20 minutes at a time. 

I prayed for days before these appointments for  answers to be found. My anxiety was through the roof yesterday. I packed everything I thought I needed, We were asked to come earlier than original appointment so we found the clinic and started the process. I hate the spirometer. This is a machine you have to exhale into as it measures how much air you can push out of your system after taking a deep breath. It is very difficult to me and I hate that test more than being a pin cushion for shots or having blood drawn. I hope and pray my test results yield some answers and medication changes are ahead for me and possibly being on oxygen therapy.

I know that God is our Great Physician and our Healer. I have good days and very bad days. I am weak, but God is stronger! My God is my provider and will never give up on me. My faith is stronger now than it has been in a very long time. We know without a doubt that God has provided for us in ways we never would have imagined. This house is a blessing to us in more ways that I know how to put into words. 

I hope your day is blessed and you seek to find the blessings in your daily routine instead of complaining about it.