If you could make one suggestion to God on something for him to do what would it be? Now I know it would be presumptuous to even think we could make suggestions to God on how to improve things. After all he is God and he knows all, but just humor me. What would you suggest to him that he might do? A change he might make in the order of the universe or a natural law he might implement at your suggestion.
I thought a lot about that this morning and here is what I came up with. I think it would be nice if he decreed that people who have teeny tiny veins could never get diseases that require constant blood tests and treatments that require medicines delivered by a needle stuck into a vein. This thought first occurred to me Tuesday after being poked in four different places before a vein that would give up the needed amount of blood for tests was found. I contemplated the thought again in the evening as I gazed on the two inch bruise on my lower arm from one of the fruitless pokes. I can't seem to get my doctor to give me a pass on blood work every three months due her wanting to know if my liver is still working despite the nasty meds I'm on so I can move. I guess I can see her point. I do want to move pain free, but if I do so and my liver fails well whats the point?????
This morning I really began to focus in on the suggestion I would like to make to God. It was time for my Remicaid treatment. The main med I take to keep me moving. It truly is a wonder drug! It is a treatment many folks take for RA (Rheumatoid Arthritis). I hate to think what my life would be like without this drug. Actually I do know, because before I went onto the drug I was there. I could not even get out of a chair without excruciating pain. I went into the treatment room positive I had done everything I could do to make the treatment go smoothly. I drank lots of water yesterday to "plump up" my veins. I shook my arms the whole time I waited for the nurse to come get me to get the blood moving. (Good thing the waiting room was empty or people would have thought I had a really strange tick of some sort.) I had prayed that things go well and for the nurse to be skilled at getting me hooked up to my meds. I felt relaxed, well as relaxed as I ever am after driving in rush hour traffic on I-270 and when I know I am facing a two hour stint hooked up to a IV bag with a needle in my arm or hand.
Alas all my prep work did not work......after three unsuccessful attempts at finding a "good" vein the nurse said he couldn't keep trying without asking my permission. Of course I gave it to him. I badly wanted and needed my meds. Already I was finding it harder to get out of bed in the mornings and my hands were showing signs of premed pain. After three more unsuccessful attempts both he and I were struggling to not dissolve into tears. He kept apologizing for hurting me and I kept telling him it was not his fault it was my crummy veins. I told him I trusted him and as long as he felt there was a hope of finding a good vein he could keep going. At least it wasn't like he was just jabbing me over and over. Between pretty much each attempt we had to stop and rest for 5 to 10 minutes for my blood pressure to come up to the point where I wasn't going to faint. (Normally I like having low blood pressure but in this instance it is not a good thing.) I felt so bad for him because he was feeling so bad about not being able to get a good vein. I think he was hurting as much as I was. Anyway just as he was going to give up and suggest that maybe I just wouldn't get my med fix today and on the 8th attempt he found a vein. YEA! I got my meds which I am very grateful for.
So back to my suggestion to God. I really think it would be nice is he were to set up a cosmic rule, or a natural law or what ever you want to call it that states: A person may have teeny tiny bad veins or they may have a disease which requires constant blood tests and medication given intravenously, but they can not have both! If this law existed at least two people would have had a much nicer day today!