Being as quiet as possible, hoping Gene would not detect that I had left the bed, I felt my way into the bathroom and closed the door, then turned on the bath light. I was wondering what medicine I should take: Meloxicam? No, took one of those at 7:30 PM, so could not take another dose yet. Certainly, an oxicodone pill was not the answer as there was definitely no pain approximating that medicine intake. Aspirin?: another no. By this time, I was nearing my side of the sinks where some medicines were placed the night before. My mind began praying for guidance as to what I should do to aid in this restlessness.
Instantaneously and without question, the Holy Spirit said to me "BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD."
That was the answer to the question of which medicine to take. I needed only a reminder that God is in control, that I just needed to return to bed for sleep, I was being watched over.
Within minutes after returning to bed, I slept again for at least two hours. All that was needed was His presence. He had, after all, been there all the time. Only I required that reminder, dumb, slow human that I am. God is good to his simple sheep.
Yesterday, a St. Mary's Hospital scheduler made appointments for me with both medical oncology and radiology, although the biopsy report has not been yet been relayed to me.