Doctors.

I am doing this post because my blog is kinda like the dairy of my life and there would be a gape in it if I did not make some mention of the past month and all my trips to the doctor. I have been going to the doctor so much because I have a nodule on my thyroid, it does not look like anything major but just to be safe they have been doing some test on it. Now I am first going to start off with just a list of things I have learned about doctors and being around them.

1. If you go into the doctor for a cough you might have treatments given to you for something completely different.

2. It is a bad sign when the doctor stops talking in mid sentence and stares at your throat dumbly for a few seconds.

3. Having your blood drawn is not that bad.

4. Ultrasounds are pretty cool.

5. Doctors love to make you wait on them.

6. Sometimes doctors do things that seem completely unneeded.

7. Doctors really like to push Botox cosmetic and Juvaderm. (Highly annoying, I have had to see more advertisements for those two things then I want to remember)

8. It feels really weird to swallow with a needle stuck in your throat.

9. Be thankful that they cover your face when doing a needle biopsy.

10. No mater how much the nurse and doctor talk about the needle they are about to use and how small it is they can somehow fail to mention that they are going to stick you five times after sticking you with the one to numb you.

11. Never take prayer for granted, looking back I don't know how I managed to stay calm through my needle biopsy, the best answer I can give is that God answered the prayer of friends and family who were asking that I have peace through the whole thing.

Looking back after my last doctor trip which was yesterday, I can see how easy it is to underestimate things, I went to the needle biopsy thinking it would be nothing at all, one needle to numb me then one more to get whatever it was they needed, I was blowing it off. I was wrong. Although it really was not that bad, towards about the third time I felt the pressure of the doctor putting in the needle I was starting to hope it would be over soon, it was starting to hurt a bit and the sound of the tearing tissue was really bothering me. After the fourth the nurse said that was it but the doctor looked over his samples and said he thought he needed a little bit more and would have to do it a fifth time, I really did not want them to do it a fifth time and that is when I fully appreciated everyone who was praying for me.

I would really like to thank my mom who stayed in the room with me during the whole thing, Pastor Otis, Mr. Bernhard, my Dad, and sister for coming to hospital to encourage me, and everyone who prayed for me. It really does mean a lot to me.