As for me, the Lord is a stronghold
Dear Husband went in for a "routine" (and we will never think of that word the same way again) procedure. He developed a massive hematoma in his arm, and then what they call compartment syndrome. (Look it up; I'm too tired to explain it again.)
He required emergency surgery to save his arm. That meant three large incisions (about 7 inches long) in his right forearm. Two are now stapled shut. The third was left open, attached to a medical vacuum to collect fluids. He then developed uncontrolled bleeding, and here we are.
Today, he goes back in for a third surgery to close the wound, which will require a skin graft.
Here we are again, asking "Why?" It makes no sense.
Worse, we have had so little support. My sisters have been great, and our kids, but that's about it. Prayers are important, but we need so much help, and there have been no substantial offers to DO things. What good does it do to tell a man, "I hope you eat and stay warm, but don't offer food or a coat?"
Well, prayers are truly appreciated. It's yet another tough road. Here's to the hope we may one day find a smooth one.
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