Has there ever been something that you really, REALLY wanted..but you just can't figure out a way to get it?? I have been going through this for the last several months. After much research, I decided that It would be a good choice for me to have Weight Loss Surgery. I read up on all the pros and cons and decide the risk would be worth it. I have been on so many "diets" and "eating plans" that I can't even count them. I have failed, failed, FAILED at all of them. Each time, I would loose a little weight and then gain back more. All of this failure really brings a girl down. If you have never been overweight, and I'm not talking 10 or 20 pounds, you just can't understand how it is.
Anyway, several months ago I started the process by attending a meeting at a the hospital and having a consult with my surgeon. I signed up for all the pre-op classes that were mandatory to attend. Then...I received the letter from my insurance saying that in no way do they cover the surgery...even if I jump through a thousand hoops. The maddening thing is that others on my same PPO insurance have had the surgery. I guess the policy that Cheez's employer signed up for just doesn't cover it. Then, I heard of a Dr. in Colorado that does the surgery for A LOT less. So much less that it made me wonder about his competency. Well, the lady who said she had the surgery there assured me that the amount she quoted was correct. Then, yesterday, after emailing the Dr's office, I received the cash price...over $25,000 dollars!!! Yeah....let me just write you a check! I again sank into depression....why does it seem that some people are able to get the things they want, but it never seems to work out for me???
Last night, Cheez and I had an routine appointment with our Bishop over at the church. As we drove up, there wasn't a single car in the parking lot. We thought he was running late, so we just parked right in front. We then noticed that there was a homeless man sleeping on the sidewalk, right next to the church's front door. He was huddled into the little bit of shade the building was provided. (In Mesa yesterday, the temp got to 114) When he heard us park, he woke up startled and started gathering his things. I motioned for him to go ahead and stay, and he went back to sleep. Cheez and I were worried that he was there in the heat, so we drove over to the McDonalds and bought him some dinner and lots of water. We headed back and Cheez got out and gave him the dinner. He was SO appreciative, and he told Cheez his name was Richard. Just then, someone drove up to tell us that the Bishop was sick and wouldn't be able to make our meeting. We kind of didn't know what to do, so we just left, waving to Richard. I had wished I had keys to the church so I could let him in to wash up and use the bathroom.
As we were driving away, Dave and I were both lost in our thoughts. But here are mine. I tend to get so wrapped up in my problems that I forget how blessed we are. I'm worried about having too much food to eat, and here was a in my face reminder that there are others who only wish they had the same problem.
Thank you Heavenly Father for all that I've been blessed with. Thank you for that reminder, given at just the right time. Please bless our friend Richard. Amen.