So today I am exactly one week post-op. My knee hurt worse than I thought it would after surgery quite honestly, but then, I figured it was going to be a piece of cake. The surgery was, I don't remember a thing except nice people, warm blankets and the amazing spicey tuna roll my husband bought me to eat in the car on the way home.
My knee still hurts, but I guess it will for awhile. I kinda can't believe I signed up to do the other one in 5 weeks. doh!
The first picture was day 2 and the one below is day 5. Much improvement.
The day after surgery my little darling Lola, 1st generation mini Nubian miscarried her babies. Very sad for me, especially since I was drugged out and not really ready for any kind of news like that. Luci is due in a few days and I am hoping I can make it out to the barn for that. I have been so excited for these babies.
Here are our new dogs. So far, so good. I really like them. Good dogs are hard to find for our lifestyle- lots of vulnerable animals and lots of children...
Speaking of children, as far fetched as I know this sounds right after surgery and before another, we have accepted another darling baby boy. He's just a couple weeks old and meth addicted. We get him tomorrow. I know I'm crazy. Crazy for Jesus and since He's crazy for people, espcially children, I'm relying on Him to see us all through.
It's a story, to be sure, and I'll tell it someday when my knee isn't throbbing and I can sit at this computer longer. Suffice it say, that this was a direct answer to specific prayer. Kind of like, well Lord, if this is what is supposed to happen then please answer in this particular way so I can't mistake it. Bam! I love it when the Lord is gracious to communicate with me like that. Love it!
I also love my sleep, which I am forfeiting. I know that in advance. So, please pray for me- and all of us.
I had total anxiety about this Monday and Tuesday. I just felt sick and panicky, and thought maybe I shouldn't do this, because I had no peace. But I cannot forget that the Lord answered me in an unmistakable and specific way, so I said yes. Then, I had peace. It goes to show that we should NOT make choices out of fear or emotions- feelings change. Now, I am excited. I get to sit around and laugh at my funny toddler- completely healed from cocaine effects and neglect, and snuggle my new baby, who I believe by faith will one day be healed from meth effects. 'Cause I serve a mighty big God, and love really does cover a multitude of sins. Amen.
In other news, I have been dying for some peanut m&ms for a week straight and haven't caved.