We got a lesson in patience and faith today as we waited for Dr. Carbonell to stop by and respond to my disappointing lab results from yesterday. Amazingly enough, when he came and removed the VAC and the bandages, his face lit up like a Christmas tree (I even got a picture of him when he smiled). He was very pleased with the tissue growth and felt like the wound looked very healthy. Although I continue to test positive for infection, he feels that we will be able to eventually beat the infection with time and antibiotics. If the wound was not healing, he might think that we should go in for another surgery and do a deep cleaning of the entire wound again (to see if there was some nasty piece of mulch still hiding somewhere). However, because it is indeed looking healthy, he will simply keep me in the hospital so they can clean out the wound daily and keep me under close supervision.
Even though I would love to go home, watch my daughter in her school program on Thursday, and be a part of my family again, I must be patient and know that I must stay in the hospital until my body has rid itself of this infection.
I waited patiently for the LORD; He turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire;
He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. Psalm 40:1-2
As a woman who got lifted out of a muddy, dirty flower bed, these verses remind me to just chill out and wait for God to do His work in His own time. My day to stand up on my own on a firm place will come soon enough.
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