Things worth mentioning:
Fabulous doctors and nurses.
Seriously, they were so nice. I made friends with a bunch of them,
and they even laughed at my lame attempt at jokes in Portguese (true
friendship, right?). I think I was way more nervous before going to
the hospital than I was actually going in to surgery.
Family. Even from thousands of miles
away, my sister answered so many questions and helped me figure out
what needed to be done, and not to be too nervous about it. (Thanks,
Angie!!)
Modern medicine. I don't know how they
would have treated something like this 50 years ago, but I'm glad
I'll never have to find out!
Vanessa. If you ever have to go to a
hospital in Brazil, she's the person to go with! This incredible
lady deserves a huge pay raise (or a fantastic mansion in heaven).
She has 4 kids here in Brazil with the program, the youngest is 13.
She left them all to spend over 20 hours with me at the hospital.
She spent the night in a chair. She translated all the awkward
doctor questions. She made me laugh. (And she didn't judge me for
crying.) She has been like a second mom to me for the last few weeks
and I am so sad she'll be headed back to the states soon!
Prayer. Probably the most important on
my list. Thanks to prayers from myself, family, and friends, the
trip to the hospital could not have been better. I mean, it was
still a trip to the hospital. But everything went smoothly, the
results were positive, and I didn't even die! :) I think I can
attribute my lack of fear and confidence in their medical skills to
prayer as well.
So that's pretty much my day in the
hospital in Fortaleza, Brazil!
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