Round 2 of Chemo

VERRRRY LONG day yesterday. My little band of flashlights were with me (Rach, Summer, Whit and of course Mark).  Dr. M had missed his flight from Az. so  everyone was scurrying around trying to figure out what to do with all of us that had appts. with him. When my turn came to see him, all reports were good and he added a different anti-nausea medicine to my treatment.
The day before Yesterday, my friend Noreen called to check on me and told me that they had a great prayer time and that one lady had said that she 'visualized' my good and healthy cells belonging to the Holy Spirit and when the chemo came into my body, that it would only attack the cancer cells! Quite a visual for me! That is what I kept focusing on until.....you knew this was coming.... the Hittites came storming in like they did last week.  I will call them Hittites because there are not supposed to be any more of them in existence.
Last week Summer had to say something to them and this week they came right after she left for Lewistown, so Whit said something to the kid. The mother decides she has a little more pull but she was standing right next to where I am sitting hooked up......Lady, I have been here a very long time and even if I am hooked up to this chemo, YOU have gotten on my last nerve! Of course that is not really what I said, I did not want to ruin my Christian witness but I did say a' little' something to her. The nurse came over and moved them to another room. I think she feared a Mexican/Hittite standoff . Poor nurse said that they go through this with them every week. Really?
The lady was visiting her mom while she waited for  her chemo treatment so I guess she was her moms flashlight. I must remember that everyone has a story....I just really cannot tolerate bullies.
The grandma said 'God bless you and I hope your treatment goes well' as they were marched out of the room.  Oh my....meow....in Spanish...me echo un pedo. .....
Whit said 'Thank you".  :)
2 cor.10:3