I am no longer a slave to fear, I am a child of God.”
This chorus has been bringing me comfort as I sing it over and over again this week.
As I mentioned before on my social media, I had quite a scare this week. After a typical, normal day at home, I began experiencing some major pain in the upper part of my stomach. It was pretty debilitating. As soon as my Hubby got home, I told him, “I don’t want to freak you out- but you might have to take me to the ER.” We decided to wait out the night, and see how I felt in the morning. I really didn’t want to go through the hassle of waking my toddler up and trying to entertain him at the hospital in the middle of the night.
I was able to get some sleep, but woke up the next morning still in pain, and I started getting sick. We decided to head out the the ER and not take any chances. Thankfully they were able to admit me right away and give me some pain and nausea meds before they ran some tests. (And with the help of Dr. Stinky Bottom- the name my toddler told the nurses to call him…) Right away they knew what was wrong, and after an ultrasound confirming it, I was diagnosed with a large amount of gall stones. A larger stone is blocking my bile duct causing the pain and surgery will be necessary, but they want me to try and take 7 days of antibiotics before attempting it.
Here I am a week in, feeling quite a bit better- I go to the surgeon on Wednesday for my consultation. I ask for your prayers as I head into this unknown. I have never had surgery before, other than a c-section. The anesthesia scares me more than anything else. I am a control freak, and this unknown really freaks me out. I have had quite a bit of anxiety about this whole situation. I want to say that I am so thankful for everyone who has shared their experiences, letting me know it’s not as big of a deal as I am making it. That pretty soon I will feel so much better.
I will continue singing this song. Reminding myself I have no reason to fear. That HE is watching over me. And I am so thankful of all the things that could have possibly been wrong with me- this one has a fairly simple fix. I still ask that you keep me and my family in your prayers as I recover and try to be present with my toddler. He has really missed Mommy being able to play with him the past few days, and I’m so thankful for a Husband that has spent extra time with him.
I’ll let everyone know when the surgery is scheduled. I covet the prayers and can’t wait to share with you how I feel afterwards.
