The past couple weeks have been like none I’ve ever experienced…
A week ago last Monday, I went in for a 4-5 hour back surgery that ended up lasting 10-11 hours. After surgery, I “enjoyed” a three night stay in the hospital, during which I was tortured mercilessly. (well, not maybe not torture, but it certainly wasn’t pleasant) I was able to come home on Thursday of last week and I haven’t left my house since.
Recovery has been a rather trying experience for me, as I’m used to living a fast-paced life and seldom have even 1 day to just sit around my house. Suddenly, I’m strapped in a back brace, hobbling around at a snail’s pace and counting down the clock till I can take my next pain pill.
It’s been somewhat…frustrating…to say the least. I sense that it would be easy for me to slip into bitterness or depression or just plain grouchiness, but I’ve committed myself to seeing the positives that my situation offers me.
Earlier this week, I wrote here about some of those blessings, but I’ve been convicted again and again about the incredible support our community has shown my family. I’ve been humbled by the number of callers, visitors, cards, meals and prayers that have been given on my behalf. We’ve been served in some pretty cool ways and I’m eternally grateful to you all.
Thank you all so much… I’m so incredibly proud to be a part of GCC!