At the appointment, the doctor recommended some more testing and more procedures. Because of the storms coming in, the doctor asked that I stay in Bethel until a specialist could be flown in to do more extensive testing/procedures. She told me the specialist might be in Thursday or Friday and if not, then he would be in on Monday. But, if the storms were too bad then he wouldn't be coming in and I would have to be flown to Anchorage at any given point. There were way too many maybes and the uncertainty made me a little scared. In addition, hotels in Bethel cost about $200 a night for the not so scary places and a cab anywhere in the village costs $5-7. I asked the doctor if it would be best for me to go back to my hometown in Arkansas so that my family could watch over me throughout the waiting/testing/procedures. She said that would be the best option because I would need to be cared for during this time.
Meanwhile, I finished my appointment and more testing in the clinic. Because the cost of a cab was expensive and they only took cash, I found an ATM to get some money. Big problem- I could not remember my pin number for the life of me. I called the credit card people and they did not know the pin either and so I had to change it to something I could remember. However, the change would not be effective until midnight. Flights out of the village were all leaving by 9:00 pm at the latest and the blizzard was going to hit the next day. I had to sit on a park bench outside the hospital and beg for money for a cab. I held out the lid to my thermos and told people I would play them a song if I had an instrument with me…and that I would sing if they wanted me to… All I needed was two more dollars. While sitting there, I realized that I had become the Bethel Bum…. Then, this amazingly nice construction worker/gentleman/gift from God gave me $10! I told him that was too much and I would give him my $5 I had so he wouldn't be out so much money. He was so kind and said not to worry about it. I got a cab to the airport and the quickest flight to Fort Smith... Bethel to Anchorage, Anchorage to Chicago, Chicago to Memphis, Memphis to Fort Smith. I was running to every flight and almost missed the one from Anchorage to Chicago because I got held up in security. I didn't do anything wrong, it just took a long time to get through it. Anyway, after 19 hours, I finally landed in Fort Smith with my parka, ice cleats, snow goggles, snow boots, gloves, and backpack.
Once in Fort Smith, my mom immediately set up appointments with doctors for the testing and procedures. I have now been tested for parasites, infections, bacteria, and diseases to find out what is wrong with me. I am still waiting for the results and hope to have them in 10-15 days... It will take a while because of the holidays.
Waiting for the plane during the blizzard. Nichole making a home remedy for my pain...
The "sock with rice" home remedy: just heat it up in the microwave and you have an instant hot pack! Looks goofy but desperate times call for desperate measures...
The plane finally arrived!!!
The storm coming in...
Waiting in the ER at Bethel...
The only restaurant open on a Sunday evening in Bethel: 1,2,3 BBQ- a Korean owned restaurant that also includes Chinese, Mexican, and American Food... I had a pretzel. (I might look somewhat okay, but I guarantee you, everything was not okay...)
Nichole and I were super excited to see this amazing TV with CABLE!!!
In the time I have been home, my grandfather passed away on November 18th. He was a wonderful man. I am so blessed to have had the time with him during his last few years on this Earth. He and my grandmother showed true love, strong Christian faith, gentleness, and kindness to my family and others that had the privilege of knowing them. He is terribly missed by my grandmother and his family.