... so yesterday, Monday, I was sitting here eating a sandwich, going over my spreadsheet (yes, I said spreadsheet, I love Excel) of what needed to get done, cleaned, who I still had to call, etc. then the phone rings, its USC. They called to tell me the dr. reveiwed my scans a little more in depth and moved my operation from Thursday to TODAY, Tuesday the 17th. It threw my spreadsheet into toal chaos, but I am going in at 12:30 pm for a scan and the operation is set for around 5:00. Carl, had a list of people to text with updates, he can also be reached at 714-376-5848 via phone or text. Again please pray for me and my family. I am undergoing the procedure, but my hubby is in a way too, he's got to sit and wait hours to hear that is totally awesome wife is okay, and if I'm not he's got sit and wait to hear that too. He's not great in hospitals, so I pray he has support and love from all of you as well.
A little story ... after getting the kids from school, we went a visited my friend Sandy. The kids ran around and played, she and sat and talked, it was a great way to spend a couple hours today and I left her house feeling, calm and prepared.On the way home I stop at 7 11 for a coke and slurpees for the girls (ryan was with Barry). We run in, it's cold dard, we run out with our drinks and the Suburban is DEAD. We just replaced the battery 6 months ago, but it won't even turn over and make that clicking sound. Carl is at work, it's five o clock, the girls have to pee and I am trying to get ready for uh, Brain Surgery. I sat for a minute, wiped the tears away and moved forward. I called Barry (the ex of 12 years and original white knight in my life). He strode in on lite blue Volvo. Carl said to just "jiggle" the cables and make sure there was a good connect to the battery. I was like yeah right, a tow truck is going to have to come, the money is going to even shorter this month because ot the insane repair bill, etc, etc. Barry hopped out, popped the hood and "jiggled" the wires. The car came to life!
Two lessons here, always trust the men in your life when they talk about cars.
And maybe that small trial was alittle pat on my shoulder from God, telling me to relax, let go of my fears, trust in HIM and tommorrow's surgery will just be a wire "jiggle".
Love the analogy. :) Thanks for the reminder to pray for your family, too. We often forget how hard it is to be the one doing the waiting...
Posted by: Festi | November 17, 2009 at 01:12 PM