No, I didn't get a dog; Rover is my name for the 5mm spot on my lung.
(It only counts as gallows humor if you are actually dying, right?)
It's been six months since the original MRI; they will do another one now, comparing the results for changes.
Change is baaaaad.
Unlike the first go around, where the MRI place just "forgot" to call me for over two weeks after receiving the order and authorization from the insurance company, this time, they called me seconds after my doctor contacted them. I wouldn't have gone back to this place, but in for the test results to be truly comparative, we need to use the same testing place. Bah.
At least this dramatically shortens the "freaking out inside my head" period, from the almost three months between the initial sighting and the first MRI, to the four days between now and the second one, scheduled for next Monday.
Tim Challies' post today discusses the "discipline of adversity" chapter from Jerry Bridges' book The Discipline of Grace. A couple of the quotes Tim chose to post:
“It is true that we often cannot see the connection between the adversity and God’s purpose. It should be enough for us, however, to know that He sees the connection and the end result He intends.”
“This is the design of God in all of the adversity and heartache we experience in this life. There is no such thing as random or chance events in our lives. All pain we experience is intended to move us closer to the goal of being holy as He is holy.”
Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.
1 Thessalonians 5:16 - 18