In all honesty, I was so thankful when Thursday was finally over and Sam made a decision. He had hernia surgery scheduled for 8:15 a.m. this morning (details on that will follow).
Every other day, all week long, I heard one of two things, "I'm going to cancel my surgery" or "I'm going to have my surgery". He spent hours every day - that could have really been spent doing other things that REALLY needed to be done - researching the different kinds of mesh used in hernia surgery, which ones were having lawsuits, which companies produced them. I know so much about hernia mesh now that I am beyond overwhelmed!
I went to bed Wednesday night and he was going to go through with the surgery. I woke up Thursday morning and he was not. All I could pray for all week long was that he would have wisdom and peace.
We finally had it out last night. "I don't care what you do, but I need to know where you're going with this because I haven't been able to pray for you. And one of us needed to walk the dog in the morning."
At 7 p.m., he told me that he had decided to have the surgery. It was confirmed today that that was the right choice. See the next post.
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