Living Wise

I just sent Chris in for his surgery. After he was gowned up and lying on the gurney with his IV, I told him I was grateful he was healthy. I don't know that I could spend much time at hospitals. He said it was just a blessing we've been given.

A man a few stalls down was giving the nurse his medical history and he told her how much he smoked a day and all his other woes, some of them self-inflicted. The anesthesiologist came in to talk to Chris, and as her reviewed his medical stuff one more time, he told Chris, "We don't have many perfect patients here, but you're pretty darn close!"

I'll give the credit to living the Word of Wisdom. What a blessing, and I don't think I recognize that enough.