If you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you'll know that I mentioned that I would let you know why I wasn't sure if I could attend the burial of my deceased husband Gordon's Aunt Gertude.
Most people would think that since I attended the visitation and the funeral service, it would be okay for me to attend her burial... even though it was on a different day.
However, there's something that only a few close friends know.
You may be aware that I haven't been well this year. I've been suffering BIGTIME with a problem that happened by treatment within me.
The two (2) specialists that were taking care of me here in Windsor, actually referred me back to the surgeon who had done my major reconstructive surgery (using my muscles to reconstruct me) in the spring of 2014, in London, Ontario, Canada.
It was November 17th, when I drove to London, to see the surgeon.
We spoke about the situation that I have been told I would need two (2) surgeries for.
Then, I let him know that I also had been leaking fluid and blood through part of me that was swollen. He examined me.
The surgeon told me that I couldn't leave the hospital until he did surgery on me. The swelling was an abscess.
I was told it was good that I had been leaking, and that the abscess hadn't burst open. If it had, it could have killed me.
He and a nurse, froze me. I was cut open, and cleaned out. Then, the abscess area was fully packed up.
I was told that the reason I had the abscess, was because of me having had tremendous infection inside me.
Was this something shocking? Not really.
I have been having treatment for infection, for quite a while.
Because I was frozen, I didn't have tremendous pain to prevent me from driving home. For this I praised God! Hallelujah!
I must admit, I trust God. For everything in my life. And, He helps me.
Much like we read, in Psalm 37:5, "Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass."
Yes, I committed myself unto the Lord. I trust in Him, always. And, He makes everything be dealt with, so He brings it to pass.
It's not just amazing that God provided for me, by having the surgeon help me, but doing surgery on me.
It's also amazing that I am having and will medical care by nurses. They will unpack the abscess area, clean it, and repack it, daily. For several weeks. Until I am healed.
With me finding out about Aunt Gertrude's visitation and funeral service, I had told my nurse. She made sure she came to treat me, early enough so I could attend.
However, I had no way of contacting her directly, to ask to be treated early enough so I could attend Aunt Gertrude's burial.
Even so, God provided for me, again. My nurse came early.
This meant I was able to go to Aunt Gertrude's burial.
For this, I am truly thankful. And, always will be.
Thank You, Lord!
Until next time...
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