Thank you so much for praying. The Lord promises to never leave nor forsake us, and how I felt His presence through the peace He always gives through times of trial or uncertainty.
I got home from the hospital late last night and felt so much better this morning than I did yesterday. I have very little pain and am taking a strong antibiotic for infection. I'm still running a bit of a fever, but it keeps breaking.
The group we had with us this past week returned home today. Daniel needed to take them down to the airport, and I was so thankful to be able to go along for the ride. Hna. Meche so sweetly offered to stay with the children, and it was a blessing to just rest in the car, be able to see the group off, and then have some alone time with Daniel after a very blessed yet busy week.
On our way back home, we were talking about how much we could see the Lord's hand through everything that had happened. While I had been having some problems for a while, they weren't overly alarming, and I had no idea I was expecting. Sunday night, more problems arrived. We decided that once the group was gone, I would go see a doctor. Again, we were not too worried. Tuesday night, Nehemiah got pretty sick and he's always had trouble with his breathing when he gets a cold. We were concerned and thought we would need to take him to see the doctor in the morning. Daniel decided that since we would be going into town to take Nehemiah in, we might as well have me checked at the same time. Before Nehemiah woke up that morning, Daniel and I prayed over him and by the time he woke up, he had no fever, his cough was much, much better, and he was running around like his typical self.
Since the ladies of the group had already offered to babysit the children, Daniel decided we would still take me in to see the doctor (and maybe sneak in a lunch date :) ).
By then, I had begun to run a fever. The doctor saw us right away and after giving us the news, we spent some time talking, praying, seeking counsel, and the Lord as He promises to those who ask, gave us the wisdom and guidance and peace in the decisions that needed to be made.
We had our last night of VBS that night. We had 74 children the first day, 123 the second, and 126 last night (I can't wait to give you all a report! :) ). I needed to get to the hospital by 7 pm; Daniel was still finishing up VBS, so Pastor Rich drove me to the hospital, prayed with me, and then stayed there until Daniel could come. As they wheeled me to the surgery room, I again, said Psalms 23 outloud. What was once a beautiful chapter I had memorized as a child has truly become the living Word to my heart in times like these.
While I was waiting for the doctor, I was in a room with another lady who had just had surgery. I began to talk with her and witness to her; she was very attentive, but we kept getting interrupted by the nurses needing to do things with my IV and ask me questions and such. By the time they had finished, the lady was asleep. I didn't know this until today, but while I was waking up from the anesthetic and Daniel was by my side, he was able to share the gospel for over a half hour with both her and her daughter who had come to visit. I was so happy to hear that Daniel was able to continue to talk with her without even knowing I had wanted to! God is so good! Again and again, He shows me that even through the difficulties and times we do not understand, He loves us and works all things together for good. How good we can trust Him! How thankful we are for His faithfulness!