Eviction Day for Norman

I’ve been planning the title of this post for months.  Today is the day.  No turning back.

I didn’t sleep last night.  I rested fairly peacefully (outside of some intial tears when I laid down,) but I feel relatively peaceful right now.  The last two nights I’ve slept with the prayer shawl that was given to me after mass on Sunday.  Not only did the soft yarn bring a physical comfort, but it was emotionally and spiritually comforting knowing the number of prayers that were offered up during it’s creation.

We’re supposed to report to the hospital at 6:30 AM local time.  There’s a short surgery before mine and then the operating room will be turned over and I’ll be brought in.  I’ve never had general anesthesia, so there are many unknowns for me.  I’ve been told the first couple of days are going to be especially rough – nausea, dizziness (from losing my balance nerve,) and pain.  After those hard days, it’s supposed to get better.  Lots of walking = how my brain will learn to compensate for the loss of the right side balance center.

Please keep up your prayers for me.  I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. So many unknowns surround the one surgical known – I’ll be single-side deaf.  But there is also one known that is bigger than all of this, than all of us.  God’s love for me is unfailing and I believe He has been and will continue to guide me on the path to healing – wherever and however that healing needs to take place.