Sock Monster

Everyone has had a least one run in with the sock monster.  He's that elusive fellow who's particular items of interest are socks and the stealing of them, one at a time from the dryer.  The sock monster occasionally ventures out of the laundry room to steal pens and rearrange the ketchup in the fridge so that you can't find it.  Yesterday the sock monster stole mom's pain pill prescription.  Sunday night I looked into the pain pill medicine bottle to see five little pills there. I knew that we could not refill the prescription until until after June 1 so I figured I'd have my aunts take me to the drug store first thing in the AM to refill mom's meds.  That's when the sock monster struck!  The play by play of what happened next reads like a Dr. Seuss book.  "We looked high, we looked low. Where oh where did the pain prescription go?".  It truly was nowhere to be found.  Mom's meds were beginning to wear off and that's a sight nobody should see.  Experiencing it is unthinkable.  For six hours we looked for the prescription while Kerry and "The Winkles" (aka Hannah and Luke) darted around Hampton Roads from the Oncologist to the drugstore and back again several times.  Door after door was closed as FL state law prohibits filling a prescription for a narcotic via fax.  The only doctors that participate in Mike's insurance here were very kind to give us their first available appointment of Tuesday at 4:30pm, even after I turned on the Conroy charm and explained the urgency of the situation (yes, the words flowed eloquently off of my tongue as if I had just kissed the Blarney stone).  While I was on the telephone working my Irish shenanigans and getting absolutely no where, a nurse that works at Hippocrates walked by and heard me and asked what was wrong.  I asked if the Dr. Joseph who works at the facility could write prescriptions and mentioned that if we could not get a script in the next few minutes we would be leaving to take Mom to the emergency room. She said he did not write prescriptions due to the huge liability factors, etc.  She then disappeared for about 10 minutes and returned to let us know that Dr. Joseph had agreed to write the prescription for Mom.   (que angels singing). 

Meanwhile in Virginia Kerry was getting frantic and starting to lose control when The Winkles reminded her from the backseat that "God is in control" and then a big truck rolled by with the huge words printed on it "JESUS NEVER FAILS!".  Not long after I called to let Kerry know that we were on our way to the drug store.  Whew... collective sighs of relief.  

I was reminded of a song that God has brought into our lives over the past few weeks called "Saves the Day" by Philip, Craig & Dean.  In this case God defeated the Sock Monster and once again saved the day.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!