And I’m going to be in a car for most of it. In the past I used to get all worked up if my birthday wasn’t a “special day” where my family went out of their way to make me happy or surprise me. I used to think that I shouldn’t have to do any work on my birthday and that nothing bad should ever happen on my birthday. On my birthday, the world revolved around me.
Aw, who am I kidding? I still feel that way. I have to breathe deeply to make myself accept that tomorrow we will wake up, take the kids to my mom’s house and drive for 8 hours to Long Island, New York. We’ll be staying in the Variety House which is like a grown-up version of the Ronald McDonald houses. So no luxury sheets or HBO. Nothing really special at all – except dinner and I don’t know where we are eating. And honestly, I don’t feel like spending a lot to eat out because I feel like all our money is spoken for by unseen medical bills that are waiting to arrive in our mailbox.
I know. I’m super blessed to be going to The Chiari Institute and it IS worth a long trip to get a real diagnosis and answers and a treatment plan. I could just as easily have ended up with no diagnosis and being told to just learn to live with my pain. And I guess you could say it’s a nice “birthday present” to be going there.
But in truth, I’m still afraid. I’m afraid that Dr. B’ll say he was wrong and he can’t help. I’m afraid he will say he can help and that I’ll need brain surgery. I’m afraid that we’ll go home confused and angry – or confused and overwhelmed. Or both.
Do I trust God to give me peace? Do I trust Him to lead us in the right paths? Do I believe He is going with us? Yes. I do. I know that God knows my needs before I ask Him. I know He’s powerful and awesome and His will is to give me a hope and a future. But I also know that my human definition of “hope and future” are not necessarily the same as His. I know that the most faithful people are not guaranteed a life free from suffering – in fact Jesus said, “In this world you will have many troubles. But take heart, I have overcome the world.” He didn’t say that because He has overcome the world we will all be rich and fat and healthy for all our lives. His words give us a “hope and a future” simply because we know that we have eternal life and that no matter how crappy life is here, our life after death will be beyond perfect.
That means that there’s no guarantee that Dr. B can help me even if he thinks he can; that I won’t end up worse off than I am now someday. I’ve been in this place of blind trust before. It feels like I’m a little girl on a piggy back ride and my daddy is running so fast that I’m terrified so I’ve got my face buried in his shoulder blades and I’m clinging on for dear life. It’s a good thing my Daddy is the creator of the universe. Otherwise, I’d be in big trouble. And my Daddy knows what I want for my birthday – I guess I’ll have to wait to see if He thought it was what I needed or not.