Donkey in the ditch
For those of you who squeam easily, I apologize for what I am about to say. I've gotten over my cold for the most part but have been feeling wretched otherwise so I finally drug myself to the doctor. As it turns out, I don't have a bladder infection but I do have blood in my urine. A person with one kidney never wants to hear this news. A person who has had a failed hysterectomy and an ablation also does not want to hear this news. My doctor put me on an antibiotic and something else and I am scheduled to retest in one week. Cross your fingers for me, I grow weary of the medical drama.
Also, I just received a rejection letter for yet another job. Sigh. I'm beginning to wonder what two degrees, eight years as a teacher, and all my other miscellaneous experience qualifies me for. My Fibit battery also died and I forgot it at my friends house so I can't recharge until tomorrow. My step goal is trashed again this week. Every time I think that I'm getting back up the mountain, I start rolling down the side. This time, I've hit a few shrubberies on the way down. Lord grant me patience. I'm a donkey in a ditch.
For those of you who don't know, Joyce Meyer once did a sermon in which she talked about how God will always help us no matter how far we get off course. We are donkeys and sometimes we fall in the ditch, but God will always pull us back out and set us back on the path if we ask. Sometimes, Satan will come along and say, "I see you're in a ditch again you stupid Donkey!" and you just have to look him square in the eyes and say, "I may be a stupid donkey, but I'm God's donkey!" This always made me laugh. I just think of the donkey from Shrek saying "Not today Satan, not today."
Creating my own sunshine 🌞