I was feeling very relieved on Friday for my latest procedure to be complete. I couldn't move my neck very well but it was over. My friend helped get me to the U so my husband could make an early morning meeting for work. She also kept my daughter for the day on very short notice. Another friend brought dinner for my family. She has plenty going on in her own life without bringing my dinner. She even brought ice cream cones which was a huge hit!
Overall, things were going pretty well and then I checked my email. I thought I had been keeping all the balls in the air. Four days had passed since I dropped one and I had no idea. Of course, I did have a lot going on but it didn't make me feel any better. It was one of the many balls that relate to my daughter. Most of you know that I take my mommy role very seriously so this was not the one to drop. Within minutes of figuring this all out, my friend called. She had an idea to fix my problem.
Today, I had the good fortune to sit in church and watch my husband serve as an usher. After the service, I got brave enough to move out of my safe spot towards the back and introduce myself to someone new. I knew of this particular man and some of his health problems but I had never formally met him. It turns out that he had the same doctor that I had as a kid and also has CF and CF related diabetes. I knew he had similar challenges but I didn't know he had CF. The chances of us attending the same church and actually figuring all of this out are so slim that I think it has to be divine intervention.
Blessings,
Cindy
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