That's the text I sent out to everyone this afternoon. And I meant every last word of it.
God answered my prayers, Austin's prayers, The Vespers' prayers, everyone who I know prayed for me last night a hundred fold, because I woke up today with a spirit that I could only have by the grace of God. No longer was I the girl shaking in fear while crying that I was last night. I was calm and I was steady and I was ready to face whatever happened today. I spent the whole morning singing praise music because I just knew that God was right there with me and it was going to be okay.
I took that first picture just for Taylor so he could really understand what I meant when I tried to describe it to him last night.
The EEG hookup was fine. Actually it was more than fine. Because as the woman glued these 22 electrodes onto my head, I go to tell her about my heart for God. I got to witness to a stranger in the middle of a clinic. Which was, not surprisingly, something that Taylor prayed specifically for last night. But really, the actual process didn't hurt at all. It just felt weird. What hurts is this tiny cap squeezing my big head (yay hydrocephaly) and making my already bad headache even worse. So this will be fun to deal with until Friday. And yes, those electrodes are literally glued to my head.
And now I'm going to bed because I have barely slept the past few nights and I need it. Plus, I was trying to read and kept falling asleep, so clearly I'm exhausted. Tomorrow is my first day back in classes in over a week. It'll be plenty stressful, especially looking like this, so I need the rest.
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