It's time to go to bed after a long-but-good day. Both procedures I underwent today went smoothly, and I even felt up to going out on a date with Mr. Beaver tonight. We found the locals' favorite Mexican restaurant here in Rochester. It was wonderful to eat again since I hadn't been allowed to do that for about 48 hours in anticipation of the medical tests. With the necessity to also stop drinking fluids a couple of hours before the second procedure, I found myself really marveling that Jesus identifies Himself as the Bread of Life and the Fountain of Living Water. Boy, what essentials food and water are! And in this place of physical trial, what an essential Jesus is to my soul!
Today didn't result in an answer to the ongoing pain I've experienced since my surgery in late June, but it ruled out some possible causes. In that way we're closer to possibly finding a solution. I use the word "possibly" because this medical mystery is proving hard to solve. However, we're not discouraged. He is with us! Next week we'll move on with additional steps in hope of finding the solution and each day we keep praying. If any of you have seen the movie Saving Nemo, Mr. Beaver has been singing Dorie's little ditty, "Just keep swimming, swimming...", only he's changed the lyrics to "Just keep praying, praying..." I like it. I've been humming it to myself today as we walked the sweeping corridors of the Mayo Clinic moving from appointment to appointment.
I'm off to the hotel lobby with the love of my life for a late night Snickers Bar. I can only milk this "I haven't eaten for two days!" thing for so long, you know!
Clinging to the Vine,