My dad was admitted to the hospital last Friday for thyroid cancer surgery. It was like a storm that I experienced throughout that day. I could only accompanied him in the admission until the area just outside the operating theatre. My dad has deliberately kept his condition from all of us (he did not want us to worry about him). I only got to know his actual condition from the surgeon when he called me on my mobile just prior to the surgery, while I was still having my hands on the steering wheel! I had to quickly find a suitable place to stop my car to attend to the phone call. I do not believe in answering phone calls while driving at the same time. It is just too hazardous both to myself and other road users (even though I possess a bluetooth handsfree device).
I began messaging to all my church members (from the choir, the preschool and cell groups ministries of Grace Assembly), asking for their prayer support. I could feel the strength available to me from the prayers of the Body of Christ. The surgery dragged from 6 hours (initially estimated by the nurse) to close to 12 hours. God answered our prayers. The doctors said the operation was successful. My dad is well-advanced in age, considered obess and have high blood pressure. Despite of these, his recovery is smooth and free from complications.
I thank God for giving us good favours from the doctors, nurses and other hospital staffs (from National University Hospital). They were very responsive and sympathetic. I could feel the Good Shepherd guiding me and supplying me strengths and serenity I needed to go through the storm.
Surely goodness and mercy will follow me (chase after me, as some say) all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. - Psalm 23: 6
