Counting down to the Glorious Unfolding (Post #8)

 

My bedside table is ready to roll!

In less than 10 hours, my hubby and I will be driving to the Cross Cancer Institute for my operation which is scheduled for 8:30 am. It’s a surreal feeling. This afternoon I had my injection for my Sentinel Biopsy which will be done during my surgery tomorrow. My eldest came along, though I drove, as my seatbelt and I are not always compatible these days. (No worries, I still wear one, it’s just that driving allows the angle of the seatbelt to move freely without causing me any pain.) I will admit to having a bit of apprehension since Google mentioned phrases such as “the injection of a radioactive tracer…is acutely painful” and “If you're awake during the procedure, this injection can be painful.” Well, it turns out that Google is a drama queen. (See? Googling medical stuff is less than helpful!) I didn’t feel a thing until an hour later! You receive two injections: the first is just the freezing, and the second is the actual injection of Technetium. I felt neither. Mind you, I may have been distracted by the discovery that the radiologist performing the procedure went to med school with my hubby. Awkward!  😳  Actually, it was fine - thankfully, medical professionals view body parts rather dispassionately, not unlike how we are able to eat beef we’ve raised on our farm.  Hmmm, bad comparison? 


I think my family will be very, very glad to have the surgery behind us. Yes, it will be nice to be rid of my tumors, (aka. The Murderous Fugitives) but what they’re really looking forward to is an end to my frenzied nesting. I currently make squirrels look slothful. 😬 I don’t think I’ve been this caught up since just before my youngest was born! But now the towels and sheets are washed, the garden is weeded, and my bedside table is ready to go. I may also have labeled areas in my cupboards while cleaning them, evicted the dust bunnies from beneath my appliances (no worries, we named them and gave them a proper burial), and cooked up so many freezer meals that the door barely closes. 



This week my daytimer has looked like “Autumn Rhythm” by Jackson Pollock. But starting tomorrow it has only one item: rest. (Please don’t judge my messy daytimer! Between mild dysgraphia and ADD, it stands no chance of being beautiful.) My hubby is concerned that this will be difficult, much like stopping a train on a dime is somewhat challenging. I prefer to think of myself as a McLaren F1, 0-60 mph in 3.2 seconds with a top speed of 240 mph. They’re a work of art, with beautiful curves, even if they’re a little chunky on the back end. 😜 Maybe that allows them to stop more efficiently?  Guess I'll find out tomorrow!

For me, tomorrow marks the beginning of a “Glorious Unfolding.” This song has really resonated with me, especially over the past two weeks. Obviously, we’re praying for the best possible outcome, with no complications, but I am confident that come what may, God is still in control. 



Lay your head down tonight

Take a rest from the fight

Don't try to figure it out

Just listen to what I'm whispering to your heart

'Cause I know this is not

Anything like you thought

The story of your life was gonna be

And it feels like the end has started closing in on you

But it's just not true

There's so much of the story that's still yet to unfold


And this is going to be a glorious unfolding

Just you wait and see and you will be amazed

You've just got to believe the story is so far from over

So hold on to every promise God has made to us

And watch this glorious unfolding


God's plan from the start

For this world and your heart

Has been to show His glory and His grace

Forever revealing the depth and the beauty of

His unfailing Love

And the story has only begun


And this is going to be a glorious unfolding

Just you wait and see and you will be amazed

We've just got to believe the story is so far from over

So hold on to every promise God has made to us

And watch this glorious unfolding


We were made to run through fields of forever

Singing songs to our Savior and King

So let us remember this life we're living

Is just the beginning of the beginning

Of this glorious unfolding


We will watch and see and we will be amazed

If we just keep on believing the story is so far from over

And hold on to every promise God has made to us

We'll see the glorious unfolding






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