Tomorrow is my MRI.
And I’m not nervous about the MRI itself…
I’m nervous because they may put that contrast dye in my arm.
I know. I know. But I’m nervous.
And, scared.
I hate this. After my last two (the blood draw and the other dye injection), my arm HURTS.
I literally feel like I can’t do it again. Is this a panic attack???
It’s like my body takes over, and I can’t control it. I’m freaking out and my arm hurts and it’s cringy and I’m squeamish and all the creepy, gross, icky feelings you can imagine are all rolled into one and that’s how I feel in this moment.
So I breathe. Slowly. In. Then out.
Am I being a baby?
Possibly.
But my feelings are real and so are yours. So I’m not being a baby.
I’m being me.
Walking through this with God.
Freaking out because I now officially hate needles in the crease of my arm.
So, my big “ask” of today is:
“God, please make tomorrow be easy. “
And, He will. Because I asked.
“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened.” ~Matthew 7:7-8 ESV
Thanks for joining me on this journey! If you’d like to check out the past posts in this series, here are the links:
Have a blessed day!
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