Today has been another pretty good day. I've walked a bunch. Had some food. (Including a salmon dinner tonight. It was decent.) I had a bunch of great friends visit. I'd like to thank everyone who has dropped by, called, emailed, sent a text, commented here or on facebook, sent flowers, signed up to bring us dinner, offer to watch my kids and especially, PRAY. I've been astounded by the outpouring of love over this past week. Has it really been a week? I can't even stop to think about that!
I talked with my doctor again today. He checked me out and said he's really amazed at how well my digestive system is doing. (Thank you, Jesus!) For real. He said I'm not bloated (again, this IS a personal blog) and that I'm "making him look good." Ha! God is making both of us look good.
He's going to begin to switch my pain meds. I'm switching to a heavy duty anti-inflammatory instead of pain killers since I didn't do so well with Vicodin during my Hernia recovery. Please pray that this is a good decision for me. Quite frankly, I'm nervous to go off the morphine (does that make me a morphine addict? Cuz if so, I am one.) If I do well switching over, I MAY be released tomorrow evening. I might ask to stay until Wednesday. I just think that extra night will help me feel more comfortable about going home.
Olivia came to visit me today. She seemed a bit overwhelmed and scared. Who can blame her? Hospitals are scary. I have an IV, crazy leg cuffs on so that I don't get blood clots and I'm in a medical bed. I hated that she looked scared. I got up and we went for some laps. We held hands and she seemed to relax.
Today has been the first time a bit of fear has crept in. Please continue to pray for the battle for my mind. I just want to continue to ask Jesus to help me TRUST him. This next road is unknown and scary. I want to believe there is healing at the end. Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. I really need faith. Please pray that for me.
So, enough with the heavy. I should probably let you go so that you can go and psyche up for tonight's episode of The Bachelor. Don't judge me for my guilty pleasure. A girl needs an outlet and relational train wrecks happen to be mine. And I really hope Melissa doesn't get a rose. See you tomorrow!