Rollercoaster ride

This week had been filled with Good news and Bad news. 
Good: I have a Surgery Date! Mid September!
Good: The sale of Dave's company is moving along nicely.  He will still get his raise in September, still have his cell phone allowance, and our insurance deductible will still  have been met.
Good: I walked 43 miles in the last 7 days.
Good: Kids are ready for school tomorrow.
Good: Miracles are alive and well in this world.
Bad: I still hurt.  (but I always do!)
Bad: I will have to give up my relationship with Ibuprofen after surgery. (almost a deal breaker!)
Bad: When Dave's company closes on the sale, I will no longer be able to have my surgery, at least not with the insurance paying for it. 
Bad: Nothing is certain.
Bad: We still do not have an assistant surgeon for a last ditch effort to get surgery done before insurance changes.

We are praying for a mighty miracle.  This whole process has been filled with the tender mercies of the Lord.  So many things have happened to pave and smooth the way for this to happen for us.  My faith, at this point, is being tried.  But I got this.  I know the Lord knows my needs, my righteous desires, and my dedication.  It does not mean that this has not been an up and down week.  The ride is moving so fast, I am barely keeping my breath.  Hang on tight! that what I keep telling myself.

Hey. Did you see that I walked 43 miles this week? That is an average of 6 miles a day!  Yeah, that was me.  I did that!  I am Wonder Woman.