Today is Tuesday.
You know what that means.
We're gonna have a special guest!
So put on your ears
Like good Mouseketeers.
Cause Tuesday is GUEST STAR DAY!!!!!!
Surgeons are awesome! Just ask them, they'll tell you.
I am very grateful for my surgeon and he did do a wonderful job.
I suppose it would be difficult not to be a little bit proud of yourself when someone walks into your office who can barely walk or even move. They take that person who has pretty much given up on life or at least any quality of life and, well, what they can do is a miracle.
I wonder if they thank God for giving them the talent,knowledge, ability? I wonder if they know the miracle is from God and that God has given them that gift.
You can bet I have thanked God. Yes, I thanked the surgeon too, but I'll be thankful to God long after I've forgotten that surgeons name.
I am grateful for surgeons. Mine was wonderful. It's just, well we're being honest here, it's just I would love to get close enough to him to poke him with a pin. I wonder if he would pop and explode like a balloon or would the air pour out as he shot across the room.
Just wondering.
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8 comments:
*snicker* I understand what you are sharing here... 8)
I am glad to hear that things are improved. God bless. 8)
Love this. Although I haven't met him, I can tell Harry Kraus MD, who is one of my favorite authors, doesn't have that ego problem. But yeah, too many surgeons have a God complex!
Well, I'm still looking for my mouse ears.....I know they're here somewhere....but I get what you're saying. I suppose it's pretty easy to develope a "god complex" with everyone telling you how wonderful you are, if you weren't well grounded in God to begin with.
I remember before I went into my brain surgery, I told my surgeon that I had been praying for him for a very long time. He smiled and said thanks. Not sure if he believed in God, or not, but I wanted him to know I was trusting in God to work through him - wasn't trusting in the surgeon alone.
BTW, I still remember his name. Just can't spell it!
I remember before I went into my brain surgery, I told my surgeon that I had been praying for him for a very long time. He smiled and said thanks. Not sure if he believed in God, or not, but I wanted him to know I was trusting in God to work through him - wasn't trusting in the surgeon alone.
BTW, I still remember his name. Just can't spell it!
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Hee! And that is not hee hee, hoo, hoo, that would be a totally different medical experience altogether. Hope your back is limbering up some.
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Whearch ya just talkin' 'bout Dr.'s or sumpin?
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