A praise...

All went well with my mom yesterday. Bless her heart, she looked so tiny in that hospital bed. I just kept praising the Lord that she was there for something minor and not something major. The last time we were all there...my dad had his port put in for his chemo...as soon as we walked through the door the memories of that sad time in our lives flooded us. Brittany and I just hugged as my mom was checking in...then when they called her back she had her moment. I guess it hit her then...but, on the flip side, yesterday was about her and she has such a nice doctor which is such a blessing. Britty and I walked down the hall to get a blackberry lemonade and by the time we finished drinking it she was in recovery. I think that is pretty amazing.

We took her home and she was quite loopy still. I made her some tea and toast and we stayed with her until she was making sense. I certainly didn't want her to fall. When I was sure she was ok...I ran down to the drugstore to pick up a prescription for her and buy her some Ginger Ale...then we left her and she went to lay down and take a nap...she woke up feeling pretty well and already has some relief from her pain. I am about to call her now to see how she is this morning...we do this all over again in 2-3 weeks.

Thank you for praying for my sweet mom...
Blessings!