Saturday, October 05, 2019
So . . . I'm adjusting to a lot of things. The car accident had lacerated the spleen, and the trauma surgeon embolilzed it, supposedly to save it. Unfortunately, it began a long process of dying--hence the excruciating pain that wouldn't let me get well. So, when my surgeon here decided to go in, all he could do was remove the whole nasty mess. I am learning what it will mean to live without my spleen. The surgeon encourages me that as long as I have the major vaccinations, I should be fine even in Mexico. It's not a small thing to evaluate and consider. It's a bit much to digest that you've just lost one of your major organs--not through anything you personally did to abuse it. And it's way more painful than I expected; I thought I'd been through the hardest part. Thankfully, each day I notice some improvement.
Yesterday, I finally posted to Facebook, and it somehow seemed fitting to share it here. So, I've removed names (could probably add names of many of you, include my 5% Challenge Buddy, MLKDUD), but all in all the sentiments are the same.
POST; Just to let you know that today I'm feeling more like I'm on the road to recovery. This will no doubt be a longer recovery than other surgeries, so please don't stop praying now. 😉 The past 2 months have been quite a ride, but we have been so blessed with beauty through it all.
1) Like Pastor, who was there to transport us back to Houston after the accident and was back again to pray such an anointed prayer just before I went into surgery;
2) Like friends and family who take off work to help you at the darkest hour, bring you flowers, check on you and step up to meet your needs--even financial ones; like nurse sisters;
3) Like fellow missionaries who immediately jumped into action when they heard, who were right there to help us with decisions we didn't even know we had to make . . and a special couple, who were packed and ready to accompany us to Mexico, who spent days right there at the hospital serving us--who when our bump in the road became their detour--they carried on with love and a smile and continued relationship;
4) Like friends who transport you to the doctor's appointments and testing all over the city and even loan oxygen before I could get it delivered;
5) Like the dearest, behind-the-scenes friend EVER, who has given us home, prayer, a shoulder to cry on, transportation, meals, and stepped outside her comfort zone MANY times to meet our myriad needs! She did it with our first stint with my herniated disc, and then turned right around and did it again to bring us right back to her home after the accident. If you don't know how to spell "faithful friend," it's J-O-Y-C-E-L-Y-N! She's graduated to SISTER in a whole new way!
7) Like friends (old and new, alike) who bring meals at my lowest points and some who help Hubby get out of the house;
8) Like COUNTLESS FRIENDS (too many for me to keep up with) who make sure to contact me if I haven't contacted them just to check on our needs--including MANY from Mexico que levantan sus peticiones al Senor y me chequean y me envian palabras de animo y fotos de los ninos y jovenes alla en la obra--APRECIO MUCHO CADA UNO;
9) Like those who turn on a dime to come to the ER and pray for healing;
10) And most of all, my dearest friend of all AND MY GIANT NUMBER 10--my hUBBY, who leaned into Jesus to learn how to serve and care for me without complaint throughout this intense series of sicknesses, even as he still recovered. He's been amazing with laundry for years, but NOW this man who hated washing dishes EVER has become a kitchen servant, washing and cleaning the kitchen and taking care of so MANY tasks that had always been mine. It brings tears to my eyes to think on how fully he's learned to love me as Christ loved the church--giving so very much of himself, even in areas that are not his nature. It has changed the landscape of an already beautiful marriage. (Take note, guys. 😉)
I've been scarce on social media . . . could be that way for a while. But I'm not without seeing how God has realigned my life; I've become the needy, dependant one. It's humbling . . . and yet it's so beautiful to see the richness God squeezes from it. Thank you for being part of the richness God has brought me in the midst of this trial. BELIEVING FOR RESTORED HEALTH SOON! THANK YOU FOR THE PART YOU'VE HAD IN THIS JOURNEY!