Jewells of Thought

The calendar has officially changed to November. Communion Sunday is a remembrance of the time change which was actually doubly true this past weekend. There are so many reasons to be thankful for today, this week and even this year.

Today marks 6 weeks since my last surgery. I am humbled and grateful that both surgeries are over with now. The Lord blessed me with a wonderful surgeon and two different surgical crews from two hospitals this year. Our health professionals undergo such intense education and testing in order to become the doctors, nurses and technicians. Having been a technician I have empathy for their work routines. Lest we forget the maintenance workers and those who keep the equipment the staff use clean and working.

In all of my surgeries I have prayed for God’s will to be done. The staff as well as the procedure to do well and I have been in good hands each time. I may not remember all the anesthesiologists names or nurses but the faces and some of the conversations are still in my memory. Even remembering the laughter from the first wrist/arm surgery that anesthesiologist, he was funny, then earlier this year he was tall like a pine tree. Then this last one was a woman and she knew the tall pine guy from the Indy hospital. My last surgery was north in Westfield and they knew him; it was interesting to hear these ladies talking about him. I don’t know if they were lab techs, or nurses but it was in the location where I got my shot for my pain bloc. For a second I thought I was in high school, it was kind of fun and yet shows how many surgeries I have been through where the staff knew my recent anesthesiologist from the other hospital south in Indy.

I am grateful for the laughter, comradery and God’s goodness during these surgeries. There’s not much I could ask for when dealing with surgery. I learned from my first cyst surgery that worrying and fretting over surgery just makes things more stressful. Now after 7 surgeries I have learned to give all of the stress to God and not to overthink the process of surgery or recovery. I went through all of this for a specific reason, to show myself I can’t always be in control and that I have to leave it in God’s hands.

Still I think it was my first or second carpal tunnel that allowed me to understand giving it all to God. The Lord has seen me through it all!

Give thanks unto the Lord, call upon his name, make known his deeds among the people. 1 Chronicles 16:8