Update

I just spoke to Paul. His first words were, "She came through the surgery last night."

I thought he was kidding, but no, Belinda did actually have emergency surgery. All I know at this point is that everything went fine and she, of course, is resting in hospital. Paul came home to get a few hours sleep and will be headed back to the hospital later today.

It is so good to know she is in such good hands - the Father's - who loves her more than we do.

Belinda will be thanking everyone already for their prayers and will be back here in the saddle on Whatever He Says as soon as she is able.

Blessings everyone, Susan.

Comments

Deidra said…
Thank you for the update.
12:13 PM
Marilyn said…
Thank you again, Susan.
3:23 PM
Joanna Mallory said…
Praying!
3:34 PM
Dave Hingsburger said…
I just came from seeing Belinda in the hospital and we heard that wonderful laugh of hers. They call her the 'miracle' patient and she was just back from a walk when we got there. She'll be there a few more days but she's looking wonderful!!
5:58 PM
Susan said…
Yeah, I used to think she had the constitution of a horse. But a mutual friend, Claire, told me today that horse can't bear what Belinda went through. Most of them die... So now we know she's even stronger than a horse! :)
6:58 PM
Dave Hingsburger said…
Ummm Susan, most of them are shot and, luckily, this is not yet a treatment option in Ontario hospitals!! But I agree Belinda's spirit is that of a champion.
7:47 PM
Joyful Fox said…
Just back from visiting Belinda and she looks well, pink cheeks, and vibrant spirit. It is always such a blessing to be with her and as always, she wants to hear how you're doing.

May she continue to get well.

It was a blessing to see Susan too - her wrist in a brace and a scrape and bruise on her chin and I'm sure generally recuperating too!

May Belinda enjoy receiving as she recuperates. This time of recovery a gift she may unwrap.
9:48 PM
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