It hit me last night, and has again this morning, I should have paid more attention to hubby's upcoming dental surgery, which is this morning. We are to be there at 9AM. Surgery is around 9:30AM, I think. The nurse called him yesterday morning and talked with him, going over everything. He did ask about exercise next week (he is afraid he is going to 'lose' all his strength) and was told to skip it for next week. Not a big deal to us, right? After all, if we go somewhere for a week, he won't even care. BUT, to be told he can't exercise for a week, the sky is falling. Ok, maybe that is my interpretation. Anyway.... I finished working all day; hubby took a nap and watched TV all afternoon. I headed out to my gym appointment at 4:30PM. Hubby was still watching TV. He ate leftover soup for dinner.
My trainer wasn't feeling well so we only did 30 minutes instead of the hour so I came back home and fixed myself a protein shake for my dinner. Hubby was still watching TV. I gathered my books and headed for prayer meeting at church. I come home to find hubby sitting in his chair watching TV. We talked a bit, and I casually mentioned his medications to take after the surgery.
He never picked them up. He said he forgot about them. He said he wasn't notified to pick them up. He said .... then he started scrolling through his messages..... OOPS. There was a text from Walgreens his prescriptions were ready for pick up. I wonder when it came through. I heard his response to the question about his prescriptions when the nurse called... he didn't say he had gotten them, just ok, he'd have them. Too late to go pick them up once he found the text, I will have to go pick them up after his surgery. The only medication that concerns me a bit - and I don't know if they ordered it for him - I had one valium to take one hour prior to my surgery to keep me calm. The others - an antibiotic and rinse, were for after surgery. He only mentioned the antibiotic and rinse to me - so perhaps they thought, being a man, he didn't need the valium?
But I have the feeling I shoulda quizzed him more; I shoulda got his papers and looked them over. I knew what mine had said - I read them over many times, and I did see hubby looking at his again yesterday morning. He has been more interested in my fixing him soft foods for a week ..... well, it's too late for me to get the medications before surgery. I'll have to drive down after the surgery and pick them up. I'll stop and get him a shake on the way; that will make him happy. LORD HELP!!
Hubby did tell me yesterday afternoon that he is truly afraid of this surgery. When I inquired as to why, he said he is afraid because he takes eliquis to thin his blood (although he wasn't to take any yesterday nor today) he is afraid they will slip and cut his gum and it will start bleeding and they won't be able to stop the bleeding. I tried to reassure him that I have had this specific doctor do two oral surgeries on me within the past two years - and did just fine. I had no problems nor complications; I was back to 'normal' (whatever that is for me) in a very short time. But hubby is terrified of this surgery. It always just surprises me the things that he gets afraid of. I know things will go fine. I have confidence in this oral surgeon. Hubby is concerned about pain. Both times I only took one oxycodone. He's concerned about having enough gauze afterwards to keep the hole plugged. Oh my goodness. You name it, and he's asked about it. But I am confident all will go well and tomorrow I will tell you how well he did.
Work was crazy yesterday; I was busy. Then work out. Then church. When I went to bed about 9PM, I crashed and slept sound all night. Didn't even wake up once. Only woke up when my alarm went off. And I'm still tired and sleepy this morning, but I'll get over it. I'll start work this morning, then take off to get him to the oral surgeon, pick up his meds, and come back to work again. At least nothing is planned for this evening. I'll have to figure out 'soft food' for hubby, for I am pretty sure he will be hungry since he couldn't eat anything after midnight last night. LOL Like he eats anything after 6PM as a rule - but someone told him he couldn't - that makes the difference. No coffee this morning for him. Only a sip of water to take a couple prescriptions. At least his appointment is in the morning - mine was in the afternoon!!
Psalm 120:1 (NKJV): "In my distress I cried to the Lord, and He heard me."
You could say that is where my 'Lord HELP' comes from! I always know that the Lord hears me when I cry out to Him. He may not always answer, but I know He always hears me. When I am struggling with work, and call out to Him, He gives me what I need. In dealing with all the above, I still feel peace about hubby's surgery, because I have asked God to take care of it. To give hubby peace. To assure him that he will be ok. I know that God is answering my prayers for hubby. But unless one keeps their ear tuned to His voice, they won't hear. And, I'm afraid that right now, hubby is listening to fear, not the Holy Spirit. But he will. Once we get to the office, I will pray for him again, and he will calm down.
Sometimes we need to hear the prayers of others to calm us. We need to know we matter. We need to let go of the fear that holds us and live life. Hubby, unfortunately, has a lot of fears. He's afraid (always) that something will happen to me. He's afraid of being alone. He's afraid he will be alone and will die alone. That's a lot of heaviness to carry around. I choose to live - not in fear - but in faith that all will go well.
God's got it all in the palm of His hand. Why do I need to worry? I trust God. I have faith in Him. If I pray and give it to Him, why should I worry.... once I give to Him, it's His responsibility, right?
And with that, I'm going to hush. I hear hubby in the shower. I probably should get on the computer early and get some work done I didn't complete yesterday, especially since I will be gone nearly 3 hours this morning. Have an amazing day! Updates later!
Blessings!
