Recovery is a process

The last two days have a bit discouraging as I have seemingly hit a plateau with recovery.

Though I had been warned by Dr. Rossi that people feel “icky” after a liver resection, I was convinced that wouldn’t be the case for me, but it has been, and food aversions combined with intense hunger the last few days have made for less-than-fun moments. Fatigue is a new friend, as well.

This morning, as I sat down to read and journal, I had the conscious thought, “I am going to have to fight in order not to be discouraged. I’m so close to giving in to discouragement.”

I read a number of things each morning, but Catching Whimsy by Bob Goff is generally the place where I find the most practical, “hits me where I am” reading. Today I was reminded, once again, that we have an on-time God and He gives us what we need before we even ask.

So, if you ever hear me say I’m making saltwater taffy, you’ll know what I mean.