Miracles Happen

As I pondered the happenings of this snowy day, I asked myself, "What is a miracle?"
My good friend Webster does a great job defining this word;

mir·a·cle/ˈmirikəl/

Noun:

A surprising and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is considered to be divine. A highly improbable or extraordinary event, development, or accomplishment

Let me take you back to this morning and tell you why this word is so much a part of my life now. 12:43AM- I had been in bed for a couple hours. I was nervous for today. Not for the scope part, I've done that before, but for the results. I could not sleep. 1:58AM- Still awake. Doing my best to try to sleep. I was exhausted and hurting. I thought about waking my wonderful husband, Kevin, but what would be the point of having both of us exhausted the next day? Instead, I closed my eyes and forced myself to leave them shut until I dozed off... 6:40AM- Alarm sounds. I dreaded getting out of my bed... 7:32AM- Arrived at the Utah Valley Surgical Center two minutes late to my appointment. Checked in and waited. You really get used to waiting after being in the doctors office so much. Interesting how my patience is always being tried. It's seriously my worst trait. 7:56AM- Called back, by myself. No family allowed. This made me even more nervous. Who would hold my hand while they put the IV in my arm?? I'm the biggest baby when it comes to needles! I got through it. I had a wonderful nurse. 8:11AM- Asked to come to the surgical room where I saw Brother D (Dr Dickinsen) Finally a familiar face :) It made me smile. He is the most wonderful man! We made small talk while the other doctors got me in the hospital bed and put that stupid blood pressure cuff on my arm. Those things squeeze so tight! Then they let the juices flow... that seriously is the best part. I have never in my life taken drugs for personal or social occasions, but for doctors visits, I love those 7 seconds before you konk out. The room spins and everything feels so peaceful and just... happy!... I'm really a good, drug-free person, I promise! 9:03AM- I don't remember waking up, but my mom said as soon as I woke up the first thing I asked was "Did I say anything funny?" As previously mentioned, I have done this before. I have a history with drugs and saying/doing funny things. I guess that's what was on my mind when I woke up. Kevin also said that the oxygen thing came out of my nose and he was trying to fix it. I told him I'd take care of it, reached up and took it off and threw it to the end of my bed. It definitely cracked him up! It took me a while to figure out exactly what was going on. I was freezing and so tired. I don't do well with the aftermath of anesthesia. My husband and my mom both told me twice while we were in the recovery room what Brother D had said he had seen, but I didn't figure out until hours later what he had discovered. My mom decided to snap a pic of me waking up. I sure look great on drugs :)  Happy Drug Face, Must have been something not very funny. I laugh at everything as it is. Put some drugs in me and I'll laugh at even more... Dr Dickensen was the doctor that called me that Sunday I figured out the terrible news of my liver 3 weeks ago. He had said my liver was significantly worse and that I had varices. He asked me that day to do two things, Number One to get a birth control that did not have hormones because having a baby right now would be very dangerous for both me and the baby. Number two, to start taking a pill called Nadalol. I have been taking the Nadalol regularly because he stressed to me the significance of it. This pill would help with the varices, they were very large in the CT scan and needed to be controlled. The results today were simple, although there is still bad news, the good news out shined the bad for today. So here it is; My liver is still very bad but the varices are gone.... That's right. Not just "okay" or "better". They are completely gone. This is not just remarkable, this is a miracle. And I know exactly why it happened! As I mentioned in my last post, I am overwhelmed with the love and support I have received. I know my prayers and the faith and prayers said on behalf of me by my friends and family have been answered. This is just a small miracle of more miracles yet to come. I feel so blessed. It reminds me of a quote I once heard; “Miracles don't just happen, people make them happen.“ So as you can see, the word 'miracle' has become a very big part of my life today. For I am the miracle.