Waiting Room

So I’m sitting here in the Sherwood clinic and its lots of fun like usual. I’ve had this bug for 2 weeks and at different points I was sure I had it beat but I’ve finally come to get some drugs. Man I hate being sick. My life operates at such a fast pace and I have so many things to get done so it makes slowing down very inconvenient and rather irritating. So I’m 24th on the list and they keeping calling people up to give their health cards I’m eyeing the people who are being called up and trying to remember if I was here before them. Man I hate waiting. I guess that’s just part of life…waiting. We live in such a world of convenience that when we have to wait for something (for once) it’s just a great big pain isn’t it. It really sucks sitting here because I know what it is I need and I just need to get it. I have something like strep throat or a virus of some sort, I take amoxisilian for it. It’s the same freaking thing every time. I wish amateur MD’s like myself could just to the pharmacy and request our antibiotic and get the heck out of here. But instead here I sit and they … oh they called my name! Ok so I’m ahead one step because I just gave my health card info… why don’t they file that information somewhere anyways? It’s the same thing every time. I mean, every time I run myself into the ground and get sick I always come here and every time I give them the same information. Card #, Dr., no allergies. How much space could that possibly take up. Not that it’s a big deal to give it to them every time. I just feel like complaining. I really shouldn’t even be writing this. I should be working on one of my many reports or assignments I have due. I just can’t seem to concentrate on them in here and I need to pass the time some how. People keep trying to look over my shoulder and read what I’m writing. Man I hope I get in soon. My throat is killing me, just on one side. And there seems to be a never ending mass of snot in my head and throat. I really would like to know how it all fits in there. Geez. I’m such an idiot. Normally as soon as I start to get the bug I just go to clinic right away, they give me some drugs and I pretty much avoid the whole thing but for some reason I decided this was a good time to tough it out. I’m insanely busy right now and just don’t have time to be sick and this is when I decide my immune system needs a challenge. The person beside me totally just coughed all over my arm. I hope whatever they give me cures whatever he has too! Geez. I really hope they call me soon… although they haven’t called anyone in a while. I just want to get out of here. My laptop found a connection but it’s a secured network so I can’t use it. No web surfing for the sick-o I guess. Well I’m getting bored with this and I’m sure you are too so I’m gonna see if I can occupy myself some other way. Hope you don’t get the bug… take your Flintstone Vitamins!

Some time has passed

Well its been a while since I’ve written on this old thing and I’m sure that very few people check it these days. I have been (and still am) in the middle of the busiest time I have ever experienced in my life to this point. Between school, church, work, getting married in three months, traveling, speaking and the little time I have for sleep my life is about as jam-packed as it can get.

I’ve been saying throughout the duration of this time that it is rather amazing to me that I haven’t gotten sick yet. Usually my pattern is: Push till you can’t push anymore and then get sick for a week or two… repeat. Well, I’m finally sick. Yee Haw, with a project or two overdue and several more on the horizon.

And its funny how I’m so overwhelmed with speaking engagements, youth group, Christian college and the like yet I seem to find it difficult to remember to fit in my own time with God. I’m so busy preparing to aid others into a better relationship with the creator that I neglect the most important thing in my life. Isn’t that nuts? I really need to take care of my prayer life before this gets out of hand.



I’m so run down right now, this is the first weekend in while that I get to sleep in my own bed. 2 weeks ago I spoke at a men’s retreat in L’Etete. That is a very small town in the southern part of New Brunswick. It was a good time, but carried along with it stresses of its own. Then last weekend my good friend James and I were promoting Maritime Christian College in Ontario where I ended up speaking 3 times between the camp and preaching at Keele Street Christian in Toronto. www.keelestreet.ca It was fun, and by and large successful. But everything that James and I attempted in the city didn’t pan out at all. Then our flight back home was delayed for 20 minutes and then cancelled altogether because of a snow storm in the Maritimes. We ended up getting to Hamilton the next day in the afternoon and made it home in time for me to go to a meeting. I’m still trying to recover but when you’re tired, sick, and a little grumpy it makes things tough. I’ll be ok once I get my overdue crap finished. I should likely get at it instead of talking to you fine people. If you have read this in its entirety then you are likely procrastinating too. Either that or you really like to read about nothing. Whichever you are, get back to work and have a good one eh!


Later on I throw the list of things that went wrong on the trip to Ontario. I think there are 27 things.