Control is a strange thing. Most of us want it in just about every situation we can think of. Then, when we get it, we don't know what to do with it. In reality, we only think we have it anyway. I suppose this is why I've always hated to fly. You have to leave everything up to the pilot. You can't really see where you're going or where you've been. You just have to trust that the pilot and air-traffic controllers all know what they're doing and that they are having a good day.
This cancer and surgery thing is pretty much the same. I can only do so many things to prepare. Once I've done everything that is in my power (we humans really like power), then I truly just need to leave it all up to the surgeon and to God.
This, my dear friends, is much easier said than done. I don't know if I'll ever master it.
Today was very special. I was able to go to confession before mass this morning. Our family was asked to bring the gifts up to the altar at the offertory. Then, after mass, Fr. Fred gave me the annointing of the sick. All in all, it was a very moving experience.
I'm so thankful for my faith and for all those whom God has brought into my life. I am so blessed.
Dan will update here tomorrow to let you know that the "task" has been completed!!! Next time you see me....you'll see a little less of me....and I might lean to one side some!!! :)