This past week I had a surgery which was more major than anything I had undergone before in the almost 69 years of my life. I knew it had to be done, and there was no inner conflict about that, but it is a challenge to consider that I would be putting myself completely under the control of the surgeon, the nurses, and the anesthetist...a very vulnerable position indeed. Now, as a former worker in the medical field I full well know that there are imperfections and errors that can happen in times like these.
One my dear sons texted me the verse, "Let not your heart be troubled. My peace I give to you." And that was a sweet reminder...one I was able to share with another lady who was very frightened with the thought of the same operation. I also knew that many others were praying, or had already prayed for me, and of course, so had I. I was actually IN HIS HANDS.
I was so very impressed with the professional, caring way each of the staff members interacted with me...all but one decades younger than I! The nurses who introduced themselves and verified my information, the young man who started the intravenous, the young resident anesthetist and the older man who oversaw it all. And then of course my Dr who was to do the actual surgery, with her resident assistant. Really! How encouraging to meet such alert, competent, caring people! Even in the operating room, before being put 'under' I was impressed with the professionalism...and when I next woke up to consider they would be beginning...voila! It was all done!
I'm not sure how to take the anesthetist's comment that I should never allow someone to give me a spinal through the centre of my vertebrae but only through the side as it would take a hammer to get a needle through the calcification there! I guess that could mean that I am really getting to be "an old fossil?"
I am quite amazed again by the goodness of the Lord as I now relax at home, recovering. My dear husband watching over me, family and friends texting and emailing and phoning...and several suppers being brought so I don't have to think about that for a couple of weeks.
Although I'm not saying I would like to be a patient any time soon again, I am so extremely thankful for HIS care through people--even when they may not yet know Him. And--how wonderful when those who love the Lord take up these careers. Truly they do become "God with skin on!"
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