Monday, October 13, 2008

I'm having surgery in the morning at 9:30. I dread having surgery. I dread being put behind in my routine and responsibilities. I dread pain. But, it's something that has to be done. What good does it do to fight against it?

And for those of you who can understand the significance... I have gnats in my house. Thus, nightmares and panic attacks. But at the same time, a little bit of victory. Just a taste but it is enough. Pray for me.

I covet your prayers for my family and me this week.
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3 comments:

Missy said...

You have prayers and food.
Prayers are coming everyday, food is coming Wednesday.

I have also taken the liberty of putting a call into Colin Firth ( I know a guy who knows a guy who knew a guy that heard of a guy)
He may or may not be showing up to wish you well at your surgery.

2:50 PM
Kim said...

So wish I could be there to help... And make you laugh when you're on pain meds... And sort your socks... Ah well, 2010 is not that far away. Right?

5:56 PM
Michelle said...

Hope you feel better soon :)

2:31 PM

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