We Were All Afraid

There's an overwhelming sense of fear in a hospital.

I happened to be having my blood work done today in the midst of a few major emergencies.

While I was there, a woman fell out of a truck and became pinned between two vehicles. Another man was brought in because of a heart attack.

While I didn't see either of the two patients, I overheard their loved ones in the hall. And I saw through the window what had happened.

And I could tell we were all afraid.

The woman was life-lighted to a larger hospital, and the man passed away.

Watching the doctors deliver the news and listening to the screams of his loved ones was so painful. Watching them across the hall weep and console each other brought me to tears. It was so, so sad.

And watching the woman's friends panic and figure out where to find her and whether or not she would be okay- I could feel their anxiety.

We were all afraid.

I wasn't so much afraid of the needles that were jabbed deep in my arm, but the fact that I didn't know what the results were going to bring.

I won't know my results until Monday afternoon. Waiting is soooo hard.

The best case scenario is going to be that it is the onset of Diabetes, which can be eliminated if I stop taking Abilify (which would be the cause).

One of the worst cases would be that I have Diabetes.

I'm very afraid.

But I find comfort in Isaiah 41:10:
So do not fear, for I am with you.
Do not be dismayed for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you,
I will uphold you with my omnipotent Hand.