So for weeks Tom and I have prepared our minds and schedules and ourselves, period, for Tom's shoulder surgery on February 9th. Tomorrow.
Yet as the day neared I never felt prepared inside, though on the outside the house is straightened, the groceries bought and laundry is, well, let's not speak of laundry. Anyway, Tom has had other surgeries down through the years and always we've known it's important that we both prepare mentally for all the changes a surgery brings. All those weeks of togetherness, for one thing, and all that nursing I must do and the healing Tom must do, also.
But again, I couldn't quite prepare my head this time. I tried, but something always held me back.
And now I know why. An hour ago we found out his surgery will have to be postponed. Tom wore a little heart monitor thingy for 24 hours last week and the results appeared fine to one guy, but not to another who said Tom's heart has extra beats. Alas.
So Tom has to be cleared before he can have the shoulder surgery and we both realize this is wisdom. And I keep telling Tom not to worry. Years ago he had surgeries postponed and each time it prevented mistakes from being made, so of course, we were grateful. God always knows best.
Tomorrow Tom will go and speak with the cardiologist and then decisions will be made.
Prayers for Tom would be appreciated, especially that he'll not worry about the extra heart beats or the surgery or possible problems/changes in the time-off from work--or anything else. As for me, I'm feeling better. As I said, tomorrow did not feel right for surgery (I almost mentioned praying for Tom's surgery on Facebook this morning but something held me back). Probably no surgery date ever feels perfect, and yet, the unsettled feeling inside me is gone--and that is something good.
The sun is even shining. What more could I ask?