Will this day ever end??

Call 911, no wait, I am already at the hospital!! Today was finally the day, dad took me to the hospital to get x-rays taken of my small bowel. After drinking the delicious barium, yuck!! They told me the x-rays would take any where from thirty minutes-two hours. Every 15 minutes, they would take an x-ray. It started at ten A.M. Nothing was happening, then they would take an x-ray every 30 minutes. Nothing was happening, then they would take an x-ray every hour. During this time, I had a banger of a headache, the entire time. My dad left at 1 P.M., Eddie came to the hospital when he got off work. Right after he got there, I really got sick. Nausea, and throwing up. All I wanted to do was go home. Finally, at 4:30 P.M. they said I could eat some crackers, and drink a little bit of sprite to see if that would help move things along. Well, when they took the next set of pictures at 5:30 P.M. there had been no progress!! I was just getting sicker. So, they took pictures at 6:30 P.M. moved me all around the table in every position, shook my belly to get that barium moving through my system the best they could, and finally released me to go home. Praise God. They told me my doctor will get the results on Monday, his office is across the street from the hospital. Hopefully, I will hear from him on Monday, or Tuesday. A lady was sitting across from me in the waiting room, very sweet lady. She came over to me, said she was so sorry that I was sick, said I know you are miserable. She said she was praying for me. Of course, that deeply touched my heart, I thanked her and hugged her. I asked her how I could pray for her. She said her husband had surgery yesterday, he has stomach cancer, and will soon be starting radiation. I do not know her name, or her husband's name, but God does. Please lift them up in your prayers, thanks. Love and appreciation to all of you.