Restoration...

In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I mentioned how happy I was that God had revealed truth to me.  Even if it was over something minor in life.

Today, something a little more important happened.

Just as I finished up some real estate work I was doing for a deal in progress, my phone rang.  It was my surgeon/doctor's office calling.

The secretary told me that the doctor wanted to see me as soon as possible.  She said I didn't need an appointment time, that I should just get there as quickly as I could.

Hmmm... this didn't sound good to me, and I told her so.  She commented that the doctor needed to speak to me about something important.

Arriving at the surgeon's office, I had to wait while he finished up with some patients.  Then, I was led into one of his examination rooms.

He thanked me for his Christmas card and gift.  Then, he began explaining to me why he needed to see me.

I was shown the form used to request a second ultrasound test; it clearly said ASAP in large letters at the top of the page.  The response from the hospital had been for an appointment at the end of January 2013.

My surgeon explained they resubmitted the request, making sure the hospital knew that it was urgent that I have another ultrasound test done.  The response was exactly the same.  No earlier appointment date.

This caring doctor asked if I felt improved, worse or about the same.  I responded that I actually felt worse.  The swelling feels like it has expanded to be larger, and my pain is definitely stronger.

Of course, with driving and working, showing homes, getting in and out of my van, I knew it didn't help my pain level any.  Still, I couldn't say I felt improved.  Especially when I am getting pain that seems to spread out across my abdomen, reaching up towards my ribcage, now.

He examined me.

We talked some more.  He explained what he thought the problem was.  Even though he let me know he does not know this to be fact yet, he believes that the previous ultrasound showed a pocket of fluid.

It was explained to me that if the pocket of fluid is bacterially infected, or inflammation, this would not be good.  He drew me diagrams of his explanation of my body problem, so that I could better understand the situation. 

I commented that I could understand it possibly being inflammation.  After all, I do have a rare Rheumatoid Arthritic condition called, Ankylosing Spondylitis (AS), and it affects the whole body.

Of course, I realized that it could also be bacterial infection.

Then, I was given a choice.  Wait until the end of January 2013, to have another ultrasound, and possibly wait more time to have further testing done, to confirm what he believes the trouble is that's happening inside me, or I could agree to have surgery.

My doctor explained that ultimately, surgery was likely, no matter when it happened.  The difference being, not just that it would be a long drawn out affair, waiting for confirmation of the situation.  But, that if we did this, and if it turned out to be infection or inflammation that could affect my body further, I may end up requiring more extensive surgery.

He let me know that if I decided to let him open me up, clean me out and determine the severity of my healing problem, it may lead to quicker recovery.  The alternative, if we waited too long, if we found out he was correct in his diagnosis, could lead to much more major surgery.

You see, if the inflammation, or infection were go not just continue spreading as it seems to have been doing, but do deeper into my body, then I may have to face major, major surgery, where the mesh inside me may have to be removed.

In his opinion, it was better to do this more minor in nature surgery, clean me out and find out to what extent the problem is, in an effort to thwart any further ill health and try to create a more healing situation.  But, he also let me know it was up to me.

Since I had already been praying about this situation, I knew what my answer to him was, without any further discussion.

I agreed to have the surgery he suggested.  Thursday this week, the day after tomorrow, I will be at the hospital having surgery. 

Trusting my surgeon and trusting God is about all I can do at the moment.  But trust, I will continue to do. 

After all, God told us in Jeremiah 30:17, "For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the Lord; because they called thee an Outcast, saying, This is Zion, whom no man seeketh after."

There have been times when I have felt like an outcast.  And, due to all the trials and troubles in my life, I've also felt from time to time like a female Job.  Unloved.  Unwanted.  Misunderstood.

But, God loved me.  Always.

He loved me so much, that He sent His only begotten Son, to die on the cross, and be resurrected, to save me from an eternity in hell, through my trust in Him.

For this, I will be eternally grateful.  Thank You Lord, for loving me.  I'll trust in You, always.  Even for my physical restoration.


Until next time...

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