As the bubbling, gurgling tar-like funk starts to recede, I can now see remnants of my true self underneath (phew). And I am able to better reflect on the shiny gems set throughout last week's Mayo Clinic trip, not just the pain and the tears.
To kick things off, the flight attendants were made aware of my disease and my special needs for travel. They were very attentive, and brought me ice packs often. That was great.
There was an issue with the air conditioning where I stayed. They did all that they could, but they were simply not able to get the air-conditioning to operate with the demands of Ethel. I needed the room to be at a maximum of 60°F. Honestly I would've preferred it to be lower than that, but commercial air conditioning just can't compete with those demands 24/7.
Unfortunately they couldn't get the temps down below 70°, and there is currently a heat wave going on in Minnesota [90° are you kidding me?], so I was in a tight spot. Massive swelling, bloody noses and lots of pain. Kind of scary since the bloodwork, biopsies and the pain-filled bits that was to come with the Mayo Clinic had not even started yet.
The maintenance team actually hunted online for some type of DIY contraption to cool me down. It looked like something out of an old I Love Lucy episode, but oh my goodness it actually did work! I just wished it had more force, since the R2D2 looking contraption needed to be parked about 6 inches from me. But still, I'm blown away (Har Har, blown away) that these guys even did this for me. Another blessing.
In case you're wondering, this is a bucket from the hardware store, and inside is a water jug that was frozen solid. On top is a tiny desktop fan to push the cold air out through the PVC pipes. Pretty creative huh?
The lead doctor on my case at the Mayo Clinic decided to let us come home a week early, and said that she would work with Stanford Hospital out here in CA when my testing and surgery results came back. *Wow*
She understood how hard things were for me, and how much pain I was in. Allowing us to come home earlier meant a much cooler climate was on the horizon for me, as our air-conditioning worked better than what we had currently in Minnesota. We were not expecting to come home days early, so that was yet another huge blessing.
The airline agreed to waive the penalties involved in getting us home. Wouldn't you know, there is a Mayo Clinic discount available.
When we got home, my husband went to go pick up our cat JitZu from where we were having her boarded. We were told that someone had anonymously paid our bill. That was not cheap. Wow, we were so thankful...
The next morning my husband drove across town to pick up our dog Olive from where she was being boarded. The owners told him that they were not going to be charging us the $450 fee, since they knew that we will were struggling with my illness on all levels. They said that they wanted to help me in some way if they could.
Again, what a massive blessing.
I had mentioned to a Spark friend that even while at my lowest, I still felt as though God was carrying me through. And I can look back and definitely see that sprinkled throughout the entire trip now. Thank you Lord!
Incredible (gentle) hugs to you all for being such pillars of strength for me. Directing your prayers and strength when I truly needed all of them was not taken for granted. YOU are blessings in my life!
And the icing on the cake, look what was parked outside across from the hospital. It's the Wiener Mobile!!! Talk about getting a great laugh when one was truly needed. My husband pushed me through the lobby in my wheelchair and we saw this last week.
Of course I had to ask if this was the new hospital shuttle. Sadly, it was not…