Everything went well.

Well I didn't realize how many people had been reading or following our story even, so I apologize for not getting this out sooner.  I had a couple of harsh comments a couple of months ago and honestly I let them halt me.  I apologize first and foremost, I guess I got scared with the rejection.  But this is the Lord's story and I just have to tell it...I can't stand in that FEAR of judgment or place of rejection.  Its just not healthy and its not what my God wants for me.  So without further ado lets move on to the stuff you do want to read!

So Pat left last Wednesday for his reversal surgery. Amazingly all the money was in at the right time, and we even got a great discount on a hotel room and rental car.  So we prayed hard and said our goodbyes.  Pat does not travel much with his job (something I thank the Lord about often, probably not often enough though), so my kids were not impressed.  Maddy was in tears and so upset driving away and Matthew vowed not to miss him.  He is a little too much like me in that area and my heart broke when I heard him say that.  I knew he didn't mean it but the fact he couldn't just be free in his feelings and to know he was hurting and couldn't/wouldn't verbalize it, I just pray that changes.  So he got there fine and got to his hotel and went over to meet Dr. Wilson.  They told him to make arrangements for a ride back to his hotel tomorrow b/c he would not be driving.  That instilled some fear in him.  As we sat on the phone that night he was very fearful and dreading what he was heading into.  Can't say I blame him, I mean hey, he was being filleted open downtown, who wouldn't be a nervous wreck.  I told him that the on Thursday (day of surgery) I would spend the day fasting and in prayer.  Hard to do with watching both kids by myself, school, ballet, family drama from Washington and everything else going on that day.  I felt the need.  Pat and I made the decision for the vasectomy together.  We have repented and have accepted forgiveness, however I felt I needed to walk this out with him, hold him up, be his partner.  We are so thankful for ALL the prayers, we know so many that have reached out afterwords, so thank you for being so faithful to pray for him. 

So he got up on Thursday, and as he walked to his appointment he called me and we chatted and prayed.   I just reminded him how faithful God has been through this whole process and even in this moment he would be faithful to Pat.  So the procedure was to take about 2 to 2.5 hours.  So it started at 9 am our time would be done at about 11 to 1130 am.  Well at about 12 and I hadn't heard from him I was super nervous, at 1230 started to really get nervous but Maddy and I just sat and prayed, (no she does not know specifically for what, just we needed to be covering daddy in prayer.)  At 1230 he called.  He had been to the pharmacy and was in bed.  He was ok but as the conversation went on he started to become more and more in pain as the local anesthetic wore off.  I told him I would be praying for him and to try and get some sleep.  He did, he fell asleep for 6 hours and then woke up and felt much much much better!  We were praising God.  Friday he left Tulsa to come home and if you need a testimony to how big God is, well Pat's adventure through the airports and to getting home and not feeling effective horribly by all the walking is enough for me.  I was so happy to see him and though he was uncomfortable, you couldn't have wiped his smile off his face if you tried when he got in the car.

Saturday was not as kind to him.  He was in pain and uncomfortable. He spent much of the day sleeping or watching the kids play just dance or lego's.  Then Sunday was much better.  We both felt the sting of not going to church, to worship, but in our hearts we were worshiping.  Today is Monday so he is doing great.  So much so he went out and got himself a ticket!  Just kidding, I guess in all the craziness of this last week we forgot about my tabs and well, they are expired now.  He is doing better so now we are praying and waiting.  One for him to heal and 2 for God's timing.