Hotel Baylor

I've been sort of weepy today. It started when I dropped off a data projector at the church because my sistahs need to borrow it for the women's retreat that I'll miss this weekend, and Pastor Lance and Pastor Mike put their arms around me and prayed for me. Virginia and Julie emailed to say they were praying and to offer their help. Our neighbors, the Kirsteins--who are keeping our girl for a couple of nights--called to arrange for her care. Then my DTS mentor, Reg, called and asked where he could find me tomorrow and prayed for me. Then I got a dozen red roses from Mary in France. And then the president of the seminary called and prayed for me. That pretty much did me in. In a good way, of course. It's humbling to be so well loved. All this after my husband promised to stay by my side.

Tomorrow morning at 6:00 I check in to Baylor Hospital and at 7:30 I am scheduled to go under the knife to try, once again, to repair a rebellious clavicle that broke in two when I fell down the stairs head first in October of last year. It apparently didn't heal after I had a bone graft off my hip last November to fix it. Last time they hollowed out the bone and used the marrow, then put the bone back in. This time they plan to cut out a piece of my hip, cut off the two ends of the clavicle, slide the hip bone in, and hope that a marrow-to-marrow engagement will encourage the bones to marry. Doc says there are no guarantees. We could be doing this again in another year! But the plate holding my severed bones together has slipped, so we have to do something.

Imagine being my surgeon. He can handle putting back together femers smashed in car accidents, but that Glahn woman's clavicle--a bone that often heals after breaking with no surgery at all--just won't cooperate!

I don't need any more books or movies. My chaplain friend, Lin (who has never steered me wrong on recommendations), sent me some Mars Hill CDs and suggested that I buy The Thirteenth Tale, which I did. And I still have the rest of the movies Heidi loaned me last time that I have yet to finish. And I plan to finish viewing all the episodes of Alias.

I'm not sure when I'll be up to posting again, but I'll either update you as I'm able or I'll give my password to a fellow blogger and ask her to do so.

The only thing our little family really needs right now is the love and prayers of friends and family, which we already know we have. Now, I'll be honest: I don't like this. But I'll be honest about something else: I know I am a blessed woman; I know this didn't surprise God; and I know we are in good hands.

So are you.