Seeking Answers...

Please know that this entry of Life with Lynnie (LwL) was not written and published on the date posted.  It was done after I returned home from the hospital.

When I left off in yesterday's LwL entry, I let you know I was at the hospital's emergency room (ER).  My daughter, P had stayed with me until close to 6:00 a.m. Saturday morning, before going home to try to get some sleep.

The ER physician examined me.

Once my pain was under control and the extra-strong antibiotics were being given to me intravenously, tests began.

Blood tests.  Repeatedly.

X-rays.

I also had a CT-scan.

I remained there, throughout most of the day.  Some of the time, I was able to sleep and rest.

Most of my awake time, I spent praying.

After all, God told us in Matthew 7:7, "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:"

Not only did I ask, but I prayed letting God know that I was trusting Him for my healing.

My daughter, P returned later in the afternoon.  She brought her boyfriend, K with her.

When they entered my curtained area, K's hands weren't empty.

They knew that I like pizza.  So, they brought some for us to share, together.

Just thinking that they cared for me enough to want to share a meal together, was wonderful.  I could feel my heart swell with love, knowing that I was cared for and supported.

There was a problem, though.  I wasn't allowed to eat anything.

P was shocked!  So was K!

The reason I wasn't allowed to eat or drink, was a decision hadn't yet been made as to whether or not I would be having surgery.

Believe me, when I say I prayed.


Until next time...

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