930 Long Days

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Written: 4/15/18 – 11pm

Well, it’s been a long day. Especially since 6:30am when my back totally gave out while all I did was attempt to tie my own shoes. Ever since this morning I’ve had to watch every move and pray that I don’t sneeze or cough. I guess my upper back got tired of my lower back getting all the attention. Well, it doesn’t have to worry about that anymore. They both have full recognition right now.

Now, I’m just laying on this comforting heating pad while waiting on nighttime meds to take me out. Tomorrow I will head to another doctor’s appointment. My surgeon will direct me on whether I should get a CT Scan, a Myelogram, or attempt a fifth MRI. Who knows what they will tell me next. I really don’t care anymore I’m just exhausted from the process. I’m leaving whatever is meant to be in God’s hands.

As my eyelids get heavier I have to wrap this up. Today, marked 930 days straight since life altering nerve pain entered my body. It’s changed my perspective and my approach to life. It’s been the hardest most purposeful days of life. I believe in a way I can’t fully comprehend that this has been divinely allowed so that God could receive much glory. And, all I can pray is my faith grows and remains strong through this season.

“ As Jesus was walking along, he saw a man who had been blind from birth. “Rabbi,” his disciples asked him, “why was this man born blind? Was it because of his own sins or his parents’ sins?”
“It was not because of his sins or his parents’ sins,” Jesus answered. “This happened so the power of God could be seen in him.”
John 9:1-3

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