I'm sitting in the Outpatient Waiting Room at the wonderful St. Joseph's Hospital. My husband is back in the 'recovery room' waking up from a minor procedure. (He reminded me this morning that a 'minor procedure' is only when it happens to somebody else!) Okay, I admit, I get that. Really.
What I am struck with as I sit here, the one who waits, is that despite that old saw that you-know-what happens, it really strikes me that it's all just life. Make that LIFE. This is just another part of the 'in sickness and in health' we vowed to. Judging it 'good' or 'bad' I realize is truly unfair to all. It just 'is'!
Wait, there's the doctor.... whew! All is okay but wait a minute. Life just happened again. Lots of pain meds so the outpatient is now an overnight 'inpatient' (boy is that a really close to accurate term!) When he fully awakens I know he'll want to be home.
But for now, just waiting for life to keep happening. And being grateful for every minute.
PS And I'm truly thankful for friends like CA who take up the slack! You are God-sent, I have no doubt, girlfriend!
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