silent Friday

Well, I’m more than half way through my silent week now–assuming that when I go to the doctor on Monday everything is healed enough to allow me to speak again. Here are a few thoughts I have had in the few waking and coherent moments since Tuesday (I’m drugged and very sleepy):

1. My husband is awesome. He has served me tirelessly and cared for the children and the house without complaint. He has not asked for credit or thanks and hasn’t even sighed (at least in my presence!). I am so thankful for him.
2. Our families are so great. My parents had the kids for 3 days earlier this week. Mark’s mom is here today and will come back on Monday. All of them have been so helpful and supportive particularly these last 6 months or so as I have been going to lots of doctor’s appts.
3. We say a lot of meaningless words. Now that I can’t just speak whenever I want (or at all for right now), I realize how often I’d just say something that really serves no purpose whatsoever. I realize that I really don’t need to narrate as much I do.
4. It’s good to slow down. It’s hard, but it’s good. I’ve been home since Tuesday recuperating and although I feel a bit out of touch with the real world, I don’t so much miss the running around of daily life.
5. It’s good to receive from others. I have so appreciated the care from our church and my Community Bible Study ladies–meals, e-mails, phone calls (to Mark!), and most importantly prayer! I had a group of ladies praying for me at the exact time I was going into surgery, and I felt the peace that came with that.

Nothing all that insightful at this point. Like I said, I’m exhausted and woozy. Last time I had 6 days of silence due to vocal cord injury a few weeks ago, I was not in any pain. This time is a bit different since I’m nauseous, woozy, and just plain tired. So, that’s all for now. Countdown until Monday is on.