two weeks ago today…
Some of my favorite girls
my muffins
one week ago…(I have amazing friends!)
Today…
got the nasty staples OUT. So hot. I think I might have liked them better in.
my view as of late. Not hating it. In fact, I am soooo thankful. So thankful you all have afforded me the opportunity to sleep, rest, pork out on illegal amounts of sugar and all things ending in -ose and let my brain and body repair itself. I have aged at least 6 years. And it’s ok. These crows feet, they’ve earned their place.
I received GOOD news today, which makes me want to think about doing a happy dance. I will settle on jazz hands. Grade 1!!! Are you kidding me?!
Thank you Lord!!! Why He has shown me so much mercy, I will never know. I sure appreciate this 6th life.
Lesson #1 God is able.
lesson #2 Doctors are not infallible. I loooove doctors, however, they are not the Word of God, they are indeed human. I realized in this leg of the race, they mean well, and are entirely too smart for my brain speed, yet they didn’t create me and their words are not law. That doctor that said this was for sure a grade 2? Welp. Bzzzz. Surgery not an option? Bzzzz. No hope? Bzzzz. That said, God provided a wonderful doctor, (who I probably hugged 3 seconds too long today), with specific expertise in my kind of tumor that basically might as well be wearing Superman tights. I had no idea this man God held for me is one of the few doctors that does this type of virtual reality surgery. This allows him to see exactly where the blood vessels are, so that he wouldn’t jeopardize a major bleed. The other doctors did not have this technology or wisdom, of course they could not successfully execute this crazy surgery. Literally, he wears goggles and sees the complete inside of my brain. There is a lot of glorious space in there. I thought I would point that out so you all don’t have to whisper;)
green: tumor
You guys. Tears. So much love. So much gratitude over here. Thank you for being my friends, my family, my prayer warriors. Thank you for the beautiful meals, gifts and flowers. Thank you for loving my babies like they are yours. I don’t deserve any of this, but am praising and thanking my Jesus like it is my job. Yet is my JOY.
Thank you Lord for 6th chances.
“The Lord is gracious and full of compassion, slow to anger, and great in mercy. The Lord is good to all, and His tender mercies are all over all his works.” Psalm 145:8-9
indeed!
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