Hello everyone and a “Happy Friday!” Welcome today, to “A New Day of New Hope Blog”…through the Risen Hope Ministries! I am so happy to have you with me, as we end this week together…and I pray that you will truly find God to be very real in your day!
Recently, I was sharing a quick rendition on Twitter; of a time when I had to face 2 major knee operations, within a six week period. I had just had a joint replacement…so to not upset those who may be facing a surgery like this…you need to understand that my situation wasn’t a normal knee replacement. In fact, I had faced multiple surgeries before I even got this far…for a congenital problem from birth.
Anyways…a short time after the joint replacement was done, I began to experience pink blotches around the surgical site; so my husband called the doctor and they got me in right away. By time I had arrived to the doctor’s office, my temperature was rising and so they admitted me to the hospital and then they put me on IV antibiotics right away. From there they began to drain the knee and test it for infection.
After a day or so, I began to stabilize and so they sent me home, while waiting a day or so for the test results. I would say that within 2 days, I received a phone call from the doctor’s office and they wanted me to come in and talk with the doctor…which we all know what that means.
As I arrived back at the doctor’s office; they called me back to talk with my specialist and they had found infection but didn’t know exactly where it may be located; so from there, he broke the news that I would be facing 2 major surgeries…6 weeks apart. First, they would have to remove the knee joint and put an antibiotic box in the knee and keep me down and in a brace for 6 weeks. Also…a nurse was assigned to our home; where she would come and check my blood pressure and also check the pic line that they had inserted in my arm, to administer large doses of antibiotics.
Once the first surgery was completed…it would be another 6 weeks of staying down, until the next surgery was scheduled. By time I had reached the end of that 6 week period; I was beginning to feel as if I was barely holding it altogether. In fact, by time they had admitted me once more, I was falling apart.
After the nurses had put me in an isolation unit…preparing me for surgery, I was sitting in bed, with tears streaming down my face and by that time, I could barely find the strength to call out to God for help…but do you know what…He came to me instead…and it was through a nurse. While sitting there in tears…a nurse happened to walk by and she saw me crying and came in to see what was wrong. After I had shared my heart with her…and how I was so tired of these surgeries; she sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped her arms around me and held me close and said that everything was going to be alright…then she kissed me on the forehead.
You know…maybe God doesn’t come down in human form; but one thing I do know…He will use other’s to display an everlasting love to us…and that is what took place that day…I have no doubt.
No matter what you face; just know that God’s love is real for you…and He will come to you, at a time, when you can barely find the strength to call out His name; so never feel alone, in whatever you’re facing…because God will always be there for you!
What a writing to end the week with! I just pray that you will ALWAYS know that you are loved! Take care and have a great day…and weekend and I will hope to be back with you on Monday! God bless!
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