Cross Creek Medical...not impressed...

We're beginning the toughest journey of our lives this week. Thursday is "the" day but today we had to pre-register (and pre-pay! good times!). We were instructed to go to #9 Cross Creek Medical Center, it was behind Greenville Memorial in what looked like offices that probably were semi-nice 20 years ago. The receptionist, a 125 year old smoker-lady, acknowledged us after several minutes. "She kinda looks like she's still wearing her Halloween mask", I tell Allison. She replies with a punch in the stomach. We're instructed to sit in a small, uncomfortable waiting room. After a few minutes we're called back and meet Miss Personality who quickly takes 500 of my hard earned dollars. "Are we done here?", I ask. "Oh no, you have another hour and a half". She introduces us to "Jason", the anesthesiologist's business manager. He looks like he's 15... "nice sweatshirt jacket".

We're sent back to the comfy waiting room and after a little while we're called back again. This time we meet "Leah". She was a refreshing change. Extremely helpful and answered all of our questions. Allison was fine with all of Leah's instructions until she heard the devastating news...."on the day of surgery you don't need to wear makeup or use hairspray". WHAT?!? "Well then I'm not coming!"

We're dealing with a very serious problem, a terrible disease but yet God's Grace allows our laughter to continue. He constantly puts people and situations in our path that take our mind off of the seriousness of the event. I love His sense of humor (most of the time).

So...anyway, we're all set. Thursday morning we are to arrive at Greenville Memorial at 7:00am. She is scheduled to have a sentinel node biopsy at 7:30am and then the actual lumpectomy at 10:15am. The operating room is scheduled until 12 noon but they say it won't take that long. She will have to rest for at least 1 hour after surgery. So, with any luck we'll be home before the kids get out of school!

In 48 hours the procedure will be over and healing can begin. Father, you are Sovereign. All things, ALL things come together in order that You receive glory. I pray you'll receive glory throughout this entire process. Thank you for giving me such a wonderful bride, remove this ugly cancer, never let it return and let us be a testimony for You. Thank you for each breath we take, each one is a gift from You...I love you Lord, in Jesus' name....