All Too Familiar

I walked into my dermatologist's office yesterday hoping for a simple check-up, but I came out with a stitch in my forehead. Alas, this is another post about Queen Mom's face. You can exit now, if you please.

I was really hoping I wouldn't hear that word..you know, the one that starts with a B......Biopsy. However, since the cancer on my nose took my Dr. "by surprise" (remember, I see her every 6 months), she thought it would be prudent to test the skin anyway.

Lidocaine in the forehead is no less painful than in the nose. Trust me. (and if you'd like to always just "trust me" about skin cancer and MOHS and scars, etc. , then be sure to put on that sunscreen a bit more regularly.) Thankfully, the Dr. was able to cut and stitch with the greatest of speed, and I was soon on my way.

But, guess who was my buddy during this nice hour and a half long visit? You'll never guess.

Little Bit.

While the rest of the clan waited patiently in the car, I decided to take Little Bit inside with me. (You see, most doctor's offices aren't designed to acommodate a Mama and her many children.) She was absolutely EXCELLENT! She waited patiently and was quite content to draw pictures for me while I was "worked on." What a blessing.

Now, most things of a medical nature just don't go "smoothly" with me. Of course, this stitching has already had a bit of a glitch...I'll explain that tomorrow. Nonetheless, I'll return Tuesday for my biopsy results, and I would so appreciate your praying that, honestly, the test comes back negative. However, should that not be God's will, please also pray that I'll be thankful regardless of the results (and brave, too, should I have to go through that MOHS again!).

While I was waiting, and in between playing games with Little Bit, I was reading from the writings of Fenelon. How appropriate are his thoughts..

"We adore, we praise, we bless God for everything; we see Him incessantly in all things, and in all things His paternal hand is the only object with which we are occupied. "

"The trouble you feel about so many things comes from your not accepting everything which may happen to you, with sufficient resignation to God. Put all things, then, in His hands, and offer them beforehand to Him in your heart, as a sacrifice."

Pressing On,
Queen Mom