My MRI got canceled and rescheduled because, get this, the machines (more than one) are not working. Um, okay. The nice man who called offered to reschedule on a Wednesday when I'm already at the cancer center. So I wait until Oct 24th.
Other news? Not much. I'm finding creative ways to use my walker. I can't tell if I'm getting weaker or not (although Eric asks me often). As often as I can, I'm up moving around. This whole thing though is a drag. I can't get used to not being able to do things around the house. Yesterday I cried because I couldn't help Eric clean up.
One thing this walker has taught me is to just trust God. He's in charge, and while I'm not crazy about this part of His plan, I know it's all for my good. Can you pray that I can just keep trusting?