Polished Marble of the Highest Grade....

This week is one of the most informative times in my life. I have been to so many specialists and have had my eyes opened about my previous medical care. It has been a successful week. I now have the care I've needed for years, and doctors who don't give up until they have answers! This week I get a proper diagnosis--one I have waited for 15 years to hear. I am full of gratitude to both my Savior and intelligent men and women who are both compassionate and good listeners. I have never found all of these things in a doctor. Now I have.

Anyway, it was nice to spend so much time with my husband too. We spent three days together. Which with him working two jobs would have been an impossible feat. He really is a great guy and my very best friend. When I told him that I could have a friend go with me, he said, "Your well being is my responsibility and I need answers as much as you do Val." Often I'm reminded why I fell in love with him in the first place. This was one of those weeks.

I was amazed at the feeling we both shared as we walked into the Mayo Clinic. The entrance was polished marble of the finest grade. The ceilings were so high and as I looked around feeling overwhelmed a greeter came up to me and asked if it was my first visit to the Mayo Clinic. She was an older woman with soft white curls that framed her face and bright blue eyes that creased at the corners. Those eyes were filled with compassion as I told her that it was my first time as a patient. She grabbed me by the arm and led me gently to the front of the line and to a special desk for new patients.

I was greeted again by a younger woman who asked for my information and welcomed me. I was handed a packet of pages. Each page was filled with appointments for the next four days...

I turned the booklet over and there were several pages of explanations of tests I would be having. It was more information than I'd ever been given before to date. I had to smile to myself. I knew in those minutes that I was at the right place at the right time. I was going to see the right doc....finally!

When I arrived at my appointment, my doctor realized before I did that my family doctor had sent me to the wrong doctor! It was a kick in the gut to say the least. I almost panicked! But the kindly doctor with the Polish accent patted my hand and told me that I have beautiful veins and that I looked so much younger than I really was! Ha! He made my day! He also said that he was going to make sure that I received the care I needed that week and he would continue to be my head doctor and his assistant would organize every appointment personally. I trusted him immediately. It was a blessing indeed.

My whole stay at the Mayo last week was amazing and very revealing. The spirit of the place was a comfort and healing to both my body and my spirit.

Tomorrow I get my diagnosis for whatever ails me. Stay tuned for my good news! Bless you all for your prayers and good thoughts. I'm finally allowing myself to get excited about being well again. It's a great feeling!