Needles, cotton, and blood

One thing I have realized about hospitals is that they are never empty. Today I went for one of my check ups....Now I will back up a bit, once I had found out that I had the potential to develop M.S, they (the doctors) suggested I try this trial drug they are studying to see if it will slow down M.S. It is a two year trial where they will continually watch and track how my body is coping. So today I went to the hospital for one of my check ups. I get my blood taken, random tests, and eye tests, finally i have an MRI. I dont know if anyone of you have had an MRI before...its like a huge tube that you go inside and it makes a lot of loud sounds. Strangely it feels as if my hair is being pulled out so it isnt the most plesant for me. (when I find out the records of this last MRI I may be diagnosed as having multiple sclerosis for sure.)

Today I witnessed a man handing out flyers for a new cancer research program. He tried with passion to get people to listen and you could tell that he really believed in finding a cure. I dont know if he has someone he loves who is suffering, or a friend, or a family member even. But I also saw as people constantly rejecting him before he even got a chance to talk about what he was doing. I felt bad for him. He was trying to do something about cancer, yet others couldnt give a moment of their time to care.

So all of this to say. While I was waiting and watching people in the hospital I saw a lot of sadness. As I walked people stared, questions in their eyes. Whats wrong with you? Why are you here? Arent you super young? I saw people with lifeless eyes and no hope in their souls. I found myself begin to smile. Not because I'm happy with their situation. But rather how lucky am I to have someone to brings complete peace....Jesus Christ. No matter how bad things get I always find him. I invision myself walking up to Jesus sitting on a rock in a garden, then I climb into His lap and he strokes all my aches away. I feel complete peace. Even though my life will be different forever. I hope that over the next two years at the hospital I can impact those around me, those who are lost and hurting. I pray I will be a light in the valley of the shadow of death.

Megs