The Count UP!

Today marks the "one" week later after my tram flap breast reconstruction surgery.
I have been relatively quiet on the blog scene. I have had a lot to say in my head but not too sure that there was individuals who dared to read about my thoughts. But now I find myself in a position once again where I need to journal this part of my life once again. This is more for myself but I am trusting that at sometime God will be using these words to touch/open the heart of someone who He is desiring to reach. May these written words not only be a way for individuals to identify with the struggles in life but also be a way in which individuals understand that we are never alone - He is always present!
The hospital stay was interesting to say the very least. The first three nights, I was under the careful watch of the nurses every hour. Each hour, the nurses would take a peek to make sure that there the transplant was successful, that tissue was not dying. In order to monitor,the nurse would come with an ultrasound machine. The surgeon had placed a couple of stitches in strategic places in which the "pen" would need to be lined up at the just the right angle to hear the THUMP THUMP. Each hour, I could feel the nervousness of the expectation of hearing that rhythm of the beat - I was like an expectant mother once again. It is funny to think that I was still have my abdominal checked, they had just been repositioned.
My hospital room housed four beds in which two nurses monitored the progress of the surgical patients. The first night my neighbour had visitors throughout the night. The 24 hour nursing staff was coupled by 24 hour family care. It was through the night that I would hear continuous whispering of words. While there was times in which I did not understand the words uttered in the foreign tongue, I was sure that I knew where they had been written before. In my medically induced fog, I knew that I had heard or read these words in the scriptures. While there were moments, especially between 3 and 5, in which I desired complete peace and quiet, God was demonstrating a wonderful lesson. How blessed I was to be close enough to hear His words!