Thanks and prayers for all.
The surgery went better than the doc expected. I'll explain about that later.
I came home this morning. It's a rebirth.
I've got to go wipe my eyes. Something in them now.
I am expletive-not-needed
glad that you made it through this well. God works in mysterious ways. Sometimes, He uses another's hands.
Give Thanks to The LORD, for He Is Good; His Mercy Endures FOREVER. While I'm cantoring at my church tomorrow, I'll be thanking The Thrice-Holy God for the surgeon and his skill.
ETA: Not to bring attention to the post number, but I can't think of a better guy to post my 4900th post about . . . well, maybe Coach . . .
