Getting married and going on a honeymoon with your newbie husband is one of the most meaningful, private, exciting moments in life. And right then, my mind was made up to share our adventure.
Again, again, again, again… and again. Five times. That’s how many times James and I had problems with our health solely in the month of May. In fact, there were so many health fiascos, I started keeping a list in my head.
Soon, James and I will be married. And instead of relishing in our wedding plans, I’m concentrating on November. November means doctors, and tests, and possibly answers.
James told me recently he doesn’t necessarily believe God gives us what we can handle. Instead, he said he thinks God gives us what we and our support group can handle. I’m beginning to believe this.
My MRI is scheduled, and I have no idea what the future holds.