Life seems so much more precious to me for some reason. I awoke with a deeper gratefulness towards God for his great ability to keep us.
The surgery went well and the Lord made it possible for me to get my bathroom cleaned. It hollered to the fellow with the cleaning cart as he was walking by. He was so nice after I told him what happened at the first room I was in. He told me that it sounded like what the Psych ward looks like a lot of the time. A thankless job for sure, but I made sure I thanked him for being so kind to take the time to help me out.
The view from my new room was incredible. I came in towards the evening hours and was met with a twinkling vineyard like screen that was hemmed in by darkness on each side with the hospital window as its frame. Later I learned that I was over looking where the Golden Gate park ends at the ocean that the other two areas of no lights were tree lined streets that surrounded that part of town. It was beautiful to watch at night and interesting to watch in the day in between nods. The ocean with its methodical approach to land had created a nice beach to walk on and watch the sun as it sets.
The Blue Angels performed both Saturday and Sunday. I could hear them roar by but only got to see two as they flew by in close formation. Apparently, Maria and Sky go to seem a good portion of the show as they crossed the bridge to come get me.
I'm thankful to be home and in my own bed! I was amazed to see that a multi-billion dollar project like the VA Hospital in San Fransisco could be so subjected to neglect so soon after completion. The cleaning staff feels entitled to the job but not responsible for a clean standard. Someone higher up needs to grant more staffing so that patients can have a clean environment. I came home with a very bad cough that I did not have when I went in. Nothing like trying to cough after abdominal surgery. Talk about PAIM!
I witnessed as much as I could. The resident who came in to take out the IV from my neck was a very kind person. While making simple talk, I felt impressed to talk to him about not getting toxic during the course of his career. He was very aware of what I was talking about and whole heatedly concurred. He felt like he would be doing his parents an injustice if he took on the entitled toxic mentality that the highly educated cloak themselves with. I told him about the accomplishments of my girls and yet they are involved in the children's bus ministry at church. That I'm very proud of them for staying humble regardless of their personal accomplishments.
In all the experience has been good. I'm overtaken with a deep sense of making the rest of my life count. I just want to see souls saved and as many people as possible make it to Heaven. That is my desire.
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