The hours drag past and I should be asleep, but I see everything that has to be done before I leave in the morning...what a weird feeling: packing like I am traveling, but I will only be a few minutes from my apartment. Don't have the option to run home and grab anything...I am stuck in the hospital bed for at least 5 days. I will go in at 8 this morning for a bilateral Sacroiliac fusion with pelvic graft and titanium hardware fixing it all together.
The prayers and well wishes have been overwhelming and the offer of help, which one should always be thankful for, has made it harder for me to prepare me. The irony is that I truly enjoy doing for other people and helping however I can, but now I have offers for help...it really is easier to do it myself...not to mention, once all of the help has gone, I still live here and have to be able to find things (quite possibly with limited mobility).
I will be forever grateful for the people that He has sent to provide for my needs and the ability to humble myself and receive the blessings He has in store.
Only five and a half hours until it is my turn...
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