Two weeks ago, a man in a mask punched three holes in my abdomen while I was sleeping.
Ok, so it was my gynecologist, Dr. Morgan, and he was performing laparoscopic surgery. I just have a flair for the over-dramatic.
Anyway, the problem was identified and corrected, and I am now pain-free for the first time in...oh...I can't even remember, plus free from the worry that's plagued me along with the physical discomfort. I can't describe the relief in words. Except to say that it is truly Grace.
And I am deeply, overwhelmingly thankful.