Try as I might, I was having a lot of trouble turning everything over to God in recent days. My gallbladder surgery is scheduled for Jan. 22, and I went into almost panic mode.
Several people took a statement I made, completely wrong. I mentioned that several things were concerning me, including who would cook for my son. OF COURSE my son can cook, but it's a little like if you are employed, you plan on being able to do your job. Since I'm retired, keeping a home is my job.
Most of my angst was caused by feeling keenly the loss of my caregiver, LeRoy. When I was doing chemo, and when I had a back fusion, he took care of me. I do have so many friends and family offering help, I will be fine. It just didn't feel like it for a few days.
A lot depends on whether the procedure will be done with the laparoscope or the huge incision. I am packing as if I will be in the hospital for a week or 10 days, and then when I get to come home in 2 days, I will be happily surprised!
I don't know when I can blog again, but don't give up on me.
I did run across a wonderful quote from Gordon R. Hinckley, on my daily horse calendar: "Stop seeking out the storms and enjoy more fully the sunlight."
Isn't that awesome? As you keep looking up, that sunlight will be there even if a layer of clouds obscures it.
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