The Day of Surgery

Yesterday was the big day for the long-awaited surgery. I was anxious when I checked in, and my body was feeling a lot of pain and nausea.

I got to do all the usual things to prep for surgery. They gave me a blue garment bag for my clothes, and a fancy gown with triangles to wear instead. The nurse asked me piles of questions about my history, and the IV nurse came in and stuck my vein. The anesthesiologist introduced himself and enjoyed talking to my husband about Canada!

  I was relieved to be given some medication that helped me relax. It also felt good to me when my doctor came and we were able to pray together. I was happy not only to have my husband there, but my friend too.  My nurse gave me a cool silver cap to wear, and called it fashionable.

I was wheeled away to the operating room and the last thing I remember hearing is that it would take about 15 seconds for me to fall asleep. I don't think it even took that long. Next thing I knew, I was waking up in the recovery room.

 I asked for my husband, but he was not allowed to be in that part of the hospital, so I had to wait until they took me to my room. Even though I could feel the pain from my surgery, I also did not feel the pain that had been tormenting me the last 6 months.

 When I was ready to check out and go home, I had a ride in a wheelchair to the car where my husband safely drove me home. Later on, a friend came and brought me beautiful flowers.

It feels really good to be on the road to recovery. I can look at my experience and know that God has taught me so much, and for that I am praising His Name. He has brought me on a trust journey, and He still is. He is growing my heart in many ways, and sometimes that is painful, but always it turns out good.
Jesus, I am the one You love, and bring praise before You today for Your timing and Your healing hand. I will Say That Again, because I know You will continue to do a good work in me!