I was ready. I was dressed in my armor. My weapons were sharpened. I was going to fight Satan this Chemo week.... I wasn't going to let him bring me down and I was going to fight him with Jesus on my side. I was READY.
He's a tricky one.
I called last week to confirm our medication. The specialty pharmacy said that they didn't have a prescription. We faxed the Dr's office. The Dr. confirmed the prescription for the second time. The pharmacy apologized for deleting the first prescription that was sent in on March 2. It was to be over-nighted.
Yesterday, still no medicine. I called to check on the status. It was never filled... It was never delivered... I was promised a phone call and that they would start it right away and over night the medicine...
This morning I called to confirm everything. I was told that THEY DIDN'T HAVE A PRESCRIPTION FOR THIS MEDICINE....... They couldn't fill it without hearing from the Dr.
Guys, I lost my cool. I'm not a yeller, I'm a crier....
After explaining all the phone calls, all the faxed prescriptions, all the conversations and the deleted 1st prescription I was promised the medicine tomorrow.
Satan doesn't fight fair. I was ready physically, mentally, and spiritually. I was pumped!
He drained me.
We will start Chemo week next week.
Thanks to those who've been praying for us and this week, please continue and let's get ready for next week!
God is bigger than this and Jesus can fix-it.