On Thursday, a room "happened" (the words of the doctors) to open up on the Tertiary/Palliative care ward. We would call it another one of God's little miracles. Sandra was transferred there because the surgical ward wasn't able to handle all of her complications. Unfortunately she has developed 2 infections in the past 48 hours. One is in her blood. It did respond well over night to the heavy duty antibiotics she was given.
Sandra has always been a picky eater. The many chemo drugs she's had over the years have taken a toll on her taste buds. Sometimes her tastes change. She has gone from loving apple juice to not wanting it and back again. Water often tasted terrible to her. She hasn't liked chocolate for a long time now. (Can you imagine?) Sandra really wanted to eat again, so the surgery was performed this past Monday. On Thursday, her NG tube came out (yeah!) and she was able to have liquids. Her first taste after surgery was lemon jello. She loved it and ate it with gusto. Today she was served it again, and didn't eat it. Personally, lemon jello would not be my first request after a couple of weeks of not eating. I guess the hospital cafeteria hasn't wavered from lemon, green and orange jello. Bleh! She is liking water now and eschewing apple juice. No matter how fickle our taste buds, we have a faithful God whose taste in his love for us never wavers.
Today's invitation to worship in Sandra's devotional once again was so appropriate. "Praise be to The Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens. Our God is a God who saves; from the Sovereign Lord comes escape from death." (Psalm 68:19,20)
--written by Ardie