The human body is amazing. And in recent months and weeks, I have realized the fragility and resilience unique to each person’s body.
I had a sudden and severe bout of allergies about a month ago, and instead of pushing through, I took a day off. I was amazed that the next morning, while not 100%, I felt significantly better because I had taken the time I needed to help my body recover.
In the last three weeks, I had a visit to the ER, a significant change in my diet and a surgery to resolve a “minor” issue. (People and professionals seem to talk rather casually about this type of surgery, but any time they cut into your body, it’s significant).
I previously had only one surgery where I was put under and that was 12 years ago. (I’ve seen a lot of unrealistic medical drama since then thanks to Grey’s Anatomy.) But as soon as the surgery was scheduled, I was put at ease. I give credit to the power of the Holy Spirit.
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation,
by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.
7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard
your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” – Philippians 4:6-7
As I shared the news with family, friends, church staff and members, I felt wrapped in God’s peace and comfort. Each person responded with the love of Christ in their hearts, words and actions.
I am overwhelmingly grateful it was a successful event. I asked my spouse to write down the names of each staff person and doctor we came in contact with so I could send thank you’s in the future. From the moment we walked into the hospital, we were greeted at each step with a smile, efficiency and care. I was genuinely thankful as each minute passed and the surgery neared.
- The greeters who welcomed us to the hospital and to admitting;
- Robin, the nurse technician (a member of my church), and Mary the RN that helped with all the preparation for the actual surgery;
- Paula, the nurse who was with me during the surgery;
- Dr. Amy Stump, my surgeon, who put both me and my spouse at ease with each conversation;
- The anesthesiologist, whose name I can’t recall, but was a fellow Southpaw;
- The surgical team that surrounded me in the operation room introducing themselves and making me feel I was in the best hands.
- Krista, Chrissy and those who took care of me as I dozed off a number of times in recovery.
As I am just past the 24 hour mark since my surgery was completed, I fully understand that my job for the next week is to rest and heal.
A life lesson that seems to be settling in more and more with each new experience is that rest is powerful and restorative.
It is rare and wonderful to be able to focus on listening to my body and rest intentionally, a rare opportunity in these busy lives we lead.
This experience will continue to teach me, but thus far, I am thankful for the gift of life God has given to me, a body to care for, and thankfulness for loved ones.