This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on blog.com, rather than here on blogspot.com, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here. Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.
Ray of Light...
If you read yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you’ll know that on most days, life is boring for me, as of late.
However, today wasn’t like that. Praise God!
Before I write further about my day, I would like to take the time to thank my injured and healing daughter B, and her boyfriend S. B has requested help from S, for me. He has driven me to every appointment, I’ve had. For this, I thank you. Both. May God bless you…
As you may have guessed, this morning S picked me up and drove me to my medical appointment. And, he assisted me in other stops we made along the way, to and from my surgeon’s office.
When I walked into the waiting room, there was one (1) woman, waiting to see the surgeon. After I took a seat, another couple arrived. Believe it or not, we began chatting. To be honest, it was a nice change from sitting in a quiet reception area!
My name was called. I entered an examination room. Inside, I was cringing at the thought of my surgeon having to cut off more dead skin.
You should know that it isn’t really painful, since the tissue is dead. But, once the dead stuff is removed, then the healthy tissue must be cleaned and dealt with in a way that will encourage healing. This part isn’t painless.
After my surgeon greeted me, he asked how I was feeling. I was happy to reply that for the first time since my surgery, almost five (5) weeks ago, I awoke with no severe pain in the upper area of my abdomen, in the area of my rib cage!
Believe me when I say that this occurrence was like a ray of sunshine, to me! It was like I could see light at the end of the tunnel.
Even though my surgeon said the incision didn’t look well, we agreed that possibly the antibiotics I began taking a week ago, are beginning to work.
In the end, my surgeon decided to not cut away the dead skin. He commented that one of the products being used on my incision will eat away some of that dead tissue.
I was happy he wasn’t going to cut away anything, today!
Of course, he wants to see me in a week. I realize that it may happen next week, but only if God wills it.
Even though I may not be happy with the outcome, I am trusting God, for it. And, I will accept whatever happens, as being His will.
This reminded me of 1 Peter 4:19, “Wherefore let them that suffer according to the will of God commit the keeping of their souls to him in well doing, as unto a faithful Creator.”
Any suffering I have experienced, has been God’s will. If it weren’t, it wouldn’t have happened, for His will is always done.
I am grateful to Him for everything in my life. Especially, since I know that without His will, we cannot even take our next breath.
Until next time…
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