I almost sliced my finger off at work today. I had to get 4 stitches and a tetanus in my rear end! The doctor that worked on me was CRAZY! First thing she did as my finger was gushing out blood, was to take my temperature and check my blood pressure. Of course my blood pressure was high because I was using the hand on the arm she checked to put pressure on my finger, so my arm wasn’t relaxed at all. She said it was high because I was scared. So then she says “We have to do paperwork before we look at your finger.” So she tries to log in to the computer, types the wrong password – twice- then proceeds to ask me, 1. Does it hurt? 2. Are you scared? 3. Why are you crying? I said ” I’m not crying – My finger is just dripping blood.” She said, “Oh – the computer says to ask you that.” So finally she moves me to the “operating table” where she has me lay down and she puts a napkin over my head. She says I can’t watch her because I might make her mess up.
Oh my gosh!!!! That’s when I started praying…Now I knew why she asked me if I was scared, because I got scared! Half an hour later, she was bandaging up my finger. I don’t know what stitches are supposed to look like, but mine were ugly! The strings were sticking out about a quarter inch and still bleeding. She covered up my finger real quick, so I didn’t have the chance to examine the mess she made of it.
So now I can walk around singing”This little light of mine and I’m gonna let it shine” all day and hold my light up! God works good out of every situation and I’m giving glory to God with my bandaged finger and He will heal it correctly no matter what the crazy doctor might have done to mess it up.