Saturday, November 17, 2012


This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on, rather than here on, 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.


As I wrote in yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I am truly thankful that it looks like my healing may be taking place, finally.

Part of me has to wonder if it is because the vitamins I began taking once again are boosting my immune system, allowing my body to heal. Only God knows. But, I am grateful, no matter the case!

There was something else my nurse and I discussed. It is something that happened to me while I was in hospital. Just a few days after my surgery.

To be honest, since the incision itself seemed to be okay at the time, I never really gave it another thought. Until this week.

We had discussed the swelling and the redish-purple colour of the skin around the opened and infected part of my incision. And, we discussed the fact that I had to readjust the binder I have to wear 24/7, except when I shower.

As I was explaining to my nurse, it took me close to an hour, just to get the binder opened up.

On my last visit to the surgeon, he had suggested I needed to adjust it. And, on several occasions, I tried. But, didn’t have the strength.

The other day I realized that I absolutely had to do it. What good was having it too loose; it needed to be tightened.

Try as I did, over and over, I just could not get it opened.

Tears didn’t help. But, prayer did. I prayed God would do this for me. That He would give me the strength needed to open it.

You see, due to the difficulty of opening the binder, it doesn’t get undone. Instead, it’s lifted up and away from where I need nursing care, so the nurse can access.

Eventually, it came apart. It took every bit of strength I had. But, God helped me. Thank You, Lord!

Just thinking how God helped me, brought to mind Psalm 121:2, “My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.”

Yes, He gave me strength. But, as I said, He also reminded me of something that happened while I was in hospital.

Unfortunately, it will have to wait until tomorrow.

Until next time…

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