Home From the Hospital

Tuesday morning Kurt and I woke up feeling excited for the day ahead. I don't think I've ever felt excited for surgery but this day promised to be the start of my return to life without daily pain.
My anxiety rose throught the morning and by the time we reached the hospital at 1:30pm I was pretty much a wreak, chattering non-stop about whatever was going on. I asked anyone who attended to me if I was going to die, they were all very encouraging, and personable. I've said it before and I'll say it again. I LOVE McKay Dee Hospital! I've never had a bad experience there and I've never met a nurse I didn't like.
Details will follow, eventually. For now, I'm just grateful to be able to post that we've had many miracles this week. The surgery went perfectly. I was released from the hospital just 2 days later.

The greatest miracle to me what seeing the peace and contentment that was present in our home while I was away. Every time I was on the phone with Kurt or one of the kids, the noises in the background were happy. None of the kids called me to whine or cry that they missed me. Kurt was calm every day - it was obvious that the Lord was taking care of our family.  My Dad (Papa Bear to the Kids) arrived Tuesday afternoon and helped kurt give me a blessing, and my Mom (Grammy to the kids) came over as soon as she got off of work. This pattern would continue through the week with Mom and Dad coming in the late afternoon and helping Kurt with the kids and homework and laundry until bedtime was over and they drove home to collapse into bed! I have been continually amazed and soooo grateful that they are so close to help during this time in our family. They just moved to East Layton in January (from Spanish Fork) and it's such a novelty to have them only 15 minutes away! They have been continually supporting, encouraging and helpful and they truly are our guardian angles! I came home on Thursday and my Mom came up and laid on the bed by me to visit while she ate some dinner. Then she laid back on the bed and I fell asleep for a minute. When I woke up she had her hand on my arm and was sleeping too, so we took a little nap together! I've told my girls many times "Sometimes even Mommy needs her Mommy!" (And her Daddy too!)

I am so touched and overwhelmed by the love that our congregation has shown us also. We've had meals coming in all week, another who wants to come and clean our bathrooms once a week while I recover. I had 5 different visitors in the hospital and countless people who have stopped and asked how they can help. Notes of encouragement and hugs of comfort. The Lord has taught that "inasmuch as ye do this unto the least of these my brethern, ye do it unto me." To all of those who have served as the Lord's hands in blessing our lives we give our thanks and send our prayers of gratitude to heaven on your behalf. Words can't begin to describe the feeling that makes our hearts feel full of the Saviors love. Brought one drop at a time by our friends and family and neighbors, through freezer meals, car rides, cookies, a good book, a light to follow or a simple phone call in the middle of a busy day.

We love you!              THINK SPRING!!!

PS My doctor wouldn't save my parts so that I could see. Apparently there are laws now that classify removed organs as a bio-hazard. Hoowhee! you should have seen the look on her face when I asked her though! She said she's never been asked that before....LOL! Seriously, sometimes I crack myself up!