Anyone Need a Gall Bladder?

It has been an adventure since I last wrote. This past Monday I had my gall bladder surgically removed. Yeah, that is about as much fun as it sounds. I have been recovering this week and I am doing pretty well. I have had so many interesting thoughts that I wanted to write in my blog but then I had this happen.
During my hospitalization though, something became clear to me. Since becoming a missionary my life has changed. I mean, I was evangelistic the whole time, even to a resident just moments before I was being wheeled into surgery.

The only bad thing about it is that you have to make sure then, that you are always on your best behavior. And when you are feeling perfectly crummy it is hard to do!! When you work for God you are always on call, 24/7.

I missed Emily's confirmation. My oldest daughter was confirmed just hours after my surgery. She looked pretty in her dress as you can see. (She's the vision in lavender!) I am so proud of her. All my kids are so awesome, I am just so blessed. When you are lying in a hospital bed, high on pain pills, you have a lot of time to think about things. Kind of evaluate your blessings, and I just felt so wonderful about my family. I missed them so much. But I knew I needed to rest because at home I would have had no rest! Even since I have been home it has been crazy trying to get some rest.

But I am getting there slowly but surely. Okay, so I am going to write some more tomorrow because I took a pain pill and I have a feeling that I am going to read this tomorrow and say, "Did I write that?". (Think Steve Urkel voice)

Until the morrow. Unpainfully yours, mama michelle