Full of Joy

The balanced woman of God is committed to the Scriptures, sees her giftedness and value, and trusts in the Lord as her refuge. ~Charles Swindoll

It's over. Thank God. That's the first thought that came to my mind when I came out of anesthesia yesterday...."It's OVER!" The past 3 days have been quite the journey. A journey I could not have expected, nor anticipated. Looking back, it was rougher then I realized it would be. But, also looking back, I am amazed at how God gave me strength and took care of me in ways I could not have known I would need. My parents came down! They watched Chail and allowed me to sleep, and be able to rest! A massively important blessing! Chuck sacrificed his day and schedule to drive me to and from the doctor's. Just his presence does wonders for my soul that I can not describe. The first question the nurse asked me as I was becoming conscience again was, "Who is driving you home today?" I felt so much peace in saying, "Chuck." And I felt so much peace in knowing my parent's were at the house, waiting for me to arrive and take care of me....

That's the first word that comes to mind when describing my current situation. I just drank my first glass of HalfLytely. I have to drink a glass every 10 minutes for the next 3-4 hours. I will prevail. The texture going down is not pleasant. The taste is managable. I chose pinneapple. The affect it is having and will have on my body...well, we're not gonna go there.

It's been 14 hours and 22 minutes since I've been able to eat! Right now it's cool. I'm hungry, of course! But, the good news is I am able to eat green, orange, or yellow Jello-O. I can also have some hard candy which keeps me distracted a bit. Fruit juices are also an option. The wierd thing is, I still won't be able to eat until around 5PM tomorrow. Sigh. I start the drugs in half an hour. Then the second round at 5. Oh dread...