June 6, 2018

Well, I just recently reached the 3 week mark since surgery. This healing process has been all over the place. There are days where I feel I am way ahead of schedule with healing and that I am moving at the same clip as Superman would. Then, there are days where the bottom falls out and it hurts to breathe and sleep is an impossibility. Thankfully, the latter is few and far-between.

An appointment with a local physician who does nothing but work with vocal cords and larynx-related issues here in St. Louis has been scheduled for mid-July. I am anxiously looking forward to the next step of this excitement because, not being able to yell at my children is giving me more gray hair than I'd like have at the age of 39.

In all seriousness, I am blessed and God is good. Looking back on the past 3 months of life, a lot has happened. The most pivotal portion of my life fits into the past 3 months of my life. That's crazy to think about. The initial fear and concern for health and future followed by an exercise in faith that can never be taken from me paired with an unimaginable, indescribable demonstration of God's love through my community of friends and people I don't even know is beyond humbling. Now, the slow game of healing while working towards the battle's end... it's been a turbulent 3 months. It's easy to take all this for granted today. I can see myself slipping into a relaxed faith life. But, daily reflection tends to correct that tendancy.

So, as the waiting game continues, I'll just continue one day at a time. I'll update events through the end of this journey and look forward to the future. God is good.