Four More Days

Forgive this juvenile drawing… I am not at home and my resources are minimal.
I am currently out of town. My sister got married tonight and it has been a pleasant distraction for me. Directly after the wedding, I found myself facing reality as my friends and family members came up to me wishing me well and telling me that I was in their prayers and on several different prayer lists. I am loved.
I am in some discomfort/pain. The Prednisone really isn’t doing as well as it usually does. Because of this, I am confident that this is the right course of action as my husband and I have been praying for confirmation.
Tomorrow morning, after stopping off at my former sensei’s annual karate tournament, Dave and I will drive home and begin to let the surgery sink in. I am afraid and am quite sure I will be shedding many tears over the situation.