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I have not posted in a few days...

Ok, so I know that I have not posted in a few days. It has not been an oversight, I have just not had anything to write. However, tomorrow is another big day. I have an interview with KCWN in Pella about my stroke. I have spent the last few days just looking over the emails and the prayer requests for me. I have also looked at the surgeon's report. I guess the best thing to say is that my situation was pretty grave. The surgeon that did my surgery said in his notes that surgery would MAYBE save my life, but it would not erase the deficiences from the stroke. He told my wife that I might not ever be the same. Truthfully, he told my wife that I might not survive the surgery, but without the surgery I would certainly die from the swelling.

All I know for sure is that no one, no Dr. has anticipated me being this far this soon. They said that iMIGHT get back some of my capacity back over time, but NOT NOW. That is one thing I have a perfect score on: EVERY Dr. said that I should have a recovery time of 6 months or more. I know it is overused, but only God knows why I was back in the pulpit in less than 2 months. I give all the credit first to God for every step I take, and second to the surgeon that did the surgery, because he had never done a surgery like mine before. I can only guess how he felt doing a surgery for the first time, and it was on ME.

I may not have all the answers, but I know the person that has all the answers and one day I will get to see him face to face and ask Him why He spared my life.

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