What a Difference a Day Makes

Not exactly where I expected to end back up… low potassium-another IV 2 hour session

Dear Reader:

Remember yesterday…when you were reading Wednesday’s post and it was just filled with pictures of beautiful flowers, gardens and scenic novelties, amid other signs of autumn’s unique charm?

We discussed how important it was to take in the extraordinary beauty surrounding us instead of falling victim to our daily problems and letting them define our day?

Well… Wednesday was definitely a different day. I basked in the warm afternoon sun Tuesday… and yesterday ( Wednesday ) froze getting potassium pumped into my IV for two hours. ( potassium low)

There were not enough warm blankets to keep my teeth from chattering… ( 2nd Wednesday in a row I have shivered through IV infusions. ( I will dress in an Eskimo outfit next week I think ( hood and all ) with an open sleeve for the needle.

For this visit Tommy and Mandy accompanied me… it was a long day. BUT I knew God would find a way to turn the day around.

I started watching this older gentleman who was like a sun ray beam… helping everyone he passed with a smile and ” What can I get for you offer?”

I thought to myself… ” There Goes a Story.” God knows that is my most favorite gift… and I was right!

As he passed near me … I stopped him and just wanted to let him know that he was a bright ray of sunshine among the many patients undergoing all kinds of diversified treatments. His face was radiating and his manner so comforting as he spoke in a private individualized comforting tone.

He sincerely thanked me for the compliment and I told him that I had just told my daughter Mandy… ” Now there goes a story.” Soon we were all caught up in it.

Just a few years earlier he had been accompanying his wife to the same room for her cancer treatments…. until she recently passed. He and his wife were raising twin daughters and now he was doing it alone… with God’s help.

He said he prayed fervently for guidance and then one night his prayers were answered…. he was to return to this room-to repay the wonderful staff who had been so good to his wife. The next day he applied and a position had ” just opened”… by God.

Each day he awakens with a smile on his face… he feels home again and wants everyone inside to feel wanted and comforted too. He feels so blessed. … an inner room sanctuary for him and his extended family!

So until tomorrow… Thank YOU GOD for providing my special gift when I, too, needed one!

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

Your prayers turned my day around too-Bless you!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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6 Responses to What a Difference a Day Makes

  1. Johnny Johnson says:

    Mrs. Dingle, we all out here in the reading world, reading your writings haven’t stopped Praying for you! I know I haven’t stopped and that can only mean more of us than not are Praying for you fervently. We are beseeching God now for your return to full health, asking you will be hungry and not nauseous, warm and not cold, Happy instead of down a bit. I know the Lord knows that your writings honor Him, show His power over all things. With that I say you hold your head high and chest out because you are being healed as I write. We all out here in reading world love you to pieces, and God loves you too. Agape love is the strongest love there is and it’s the Love God has for us, the Love Jesus showed us, and it’s the Love we have for each other in Christ Our Lord. I speak for us all when I say we Love you, we are Praying for you and we believe the Love of God is stronger than any medication, and it conquers all! Little “c” is on the run out of town, fleeing from the Love we all send to you. Feel better today just a little, and tomorrow just a little more and each day until you are well again enjoying your Garden and the beautiful days of Autumn, Fall, and some call it Indian Summer as the Lords paint brush is hard at work with all the colors. You don’t have to reply, I know you are receiving our words and most importantly receiving the blessings from our Lord and Savior. We just want you to feel better and we accept it and give it to you today!! God’s blessings are coming your way!

    • Gin-g Edwards says:

      That is such an uplifting article…everyone needs a purpose and this kind man has found his…and you have yours…to provide hope everyday through your blog…praying for you sweet friend…❤️🙏❤️

    • Becky Dingle says:

      Love your encouraging comments! What a fine man you turned out to be! Never Change Johnny! Thanks for the continued life-me-ups!

      Sent from my iPhone

  2. Carol Poole says:

    Oh, yeah! There’s my friend, Becky. Thanks for that picture. It thrills me no end just to see that radiant smile on your face. And when you add in the sassy hairdo and the Jazz Hand wave, there’s the final piece. She lives, she wants to live, she has more to do. Thank you, Dear God, for freezing her tush off, that Potassium is a miracle drug. Praying fervently for you, my dear friend. 💘

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