Monday was my daughter’s first appointment with the pain clinic. Just as we had done a few months ago before her appointment with the geneticist, we prayed and asked the Lord to give us a smooth and safe trip and to give the doctor’s wisdom, and He answered our prayers!
Our trip went well! There were no traffic problems, and we found a good parking place. It’s a really big place, but the people who work there were friendly and helped us find the office.
The doctor was really nice; we also saw the physical therapist, the nurse practitioner, and a psychologist. Everything went well, and we have a plan now. It’s nice to have a team of professionals that care about my daughter and want to help her get better!
We hope that this will be the beginning of things getting back to normal and my daughter can get back to doing more school work and catch up with some of the things that she’s been struggling with because of all the pain and other problems that go hand in hand with it.
Toward the end of our 3-hour visit, we started getting hungry. At some point, I wondered what I had done with my good travel mug, and figured that I had left it in the car. Fortunately, the kind receptionist saw me when we were done. She remembered that the travel mug, which I had left there on the counter, was mine and kindly gave it to me!
On our way home, we celebrated a hope-producing pain clinic visit by having a delicious late lunch together.