Yesterday my father went into hospital for surgery to remove a growth from behind his prostate gland. The surgery went extremely well and by the evening Dad was back on his ward recovering. I know that his recovery was aided by all the prayers being uttered and expressed on his behalf from family, friends and even by my 'twitter' friends.
Karl with my Mum and Dad - taken Christmas 2008
But even so when it came to 2.30pm, the time for his surgery, I really didn't know what to do with myself so decided to partake in my father's favourite past time - gardening. So off into the garden I went - digging, weeding and re-planting some of my plants.
a blurred ladybird
a white Dicentra Spectabilis - Alba
a red Dicentra Spectabilis -Bleeding Heart ready to be planted in one of the beds.Before I knew it an hour or so had past by and when I phoned my mother she informed me that all was well and that they were waiting to transfer Dad back to his ward.
Thank you, Lord.
And, oh yes, Karmen was a great comfort to me!!! she slept the whole day :)
