Temper Tantrum

 

 

I thought I’d just throw today’s journal right onto my blog, written as though you all were not reading it.

On the news, several teens lost their lives today and over the weekend in car accidents. I found tears in my eyes just hearing about it and did more than thoughts and prayers, but earnestly got on my knees and thanked God for my family and offered heartfelt prayers for those terribly bereaved grief-stricken families who will not see their teens grow up.

Then in a matter of minutes I received a phone call from the surgeon’s office I have an appointment to visit tomorrow for gallstones. The receptionist called just to ask me to bring someone in with me tomorrow because there would be papers to sign. I feel so selfish, turning my thoughts inward when there are so many larger problems in our world. Yet, in my little selfish world as a blind person, I found tears in my eyes again, for all those with disabilities who keep on being asked to do things differently. Since this was just an office visit, not a procedure, this is unacceptable to me. As this was a message left on my machine while I was outside, I immediately called the number right back, and was thankful the office had already closed, causing me to stop before blasting the nurse. Then, I called back to the nurse’s line to leave a message and blasted her anyway. I reminded her that, according to the American Disabilities Act, it is their responsibility to make things accessible for me, not mine to make it easier for them.

Well, guess what? The nurse called me back and apologized. IN our conversation she said that everyone was asked to bring someone with them, whether they had a special need or not. I reminded her that if that was part of their protocol I would have been informed at the time of my appointment, not called back an hour later.

Now, for a funny note:  Has anyone gotten the I phone 6 yet, a rhetorical question. Well, I updated my I pad and turned on the feature that lets Siri speak with no hands. You are supposed to begin by saying “hey, Siri.” With all the electronic talking things I own, Siri keeps answering them.

It is a rainy, gloomy Monday. Just thought I’d let you know … I have them to.

However, it is time to turn my thoughts to God who will surely teach me tolerance one of these days. All I need to do is listen.