I don’t usually spend my Monday nights in hospital surgery waiting rooms. Yet, here I sit a Starbucks latte at hand & my husband under anesthesia having an appendectomy.
Over the past week he’s had abdominal pain. Not severe but enough for him to take note. After seeing our PCP on Saturday who didn’t think it was his appendix because of the lack of severe pain, but smart enough to send him for a CT Scan – he was told to go to the ER immediately.
As I look back, considering disappointments and the fact that it’s been 6 days since he started having pain I can’t help but see God’s hand and glorious faithfulness.
As I sit here typing all this out on a tiny keyboard, his wedding band on my necklace I feel peace. With my epic battle between fear and trust this year I was situated to give into fear. There is nothing I could do though. His prognosis, his pain – all in God’s hands.
Choosing trust over fear is not easy. It is only with His help that I can even begin to walk this road.
So I wait here. Trusting the surgeon, the anesthesiologist, the surgery all through God. He is in control.
Rejoice with me over God’s glorious faithfulness.
Late night edit (11:22 PM AZ): I’ve just gotten home about 15 minutes ago. Excited Chihuahuas greeted me. The surgery went well. Only “complication” was the appendix had wrapped itself around itself. The surgeon had a difficult time getting it to unwrap and get it out, but all was done laparoscopically. With this I’m going to bed. It’s been a long day. Thank you all again for your prayers.
Thanks also to the wonderful surgeon (Dr. Prebil), anesthesiologist, and nurses at Banner Thunderbird.