My Story....Part 3

To read my story from the beginning, click here.

My husband had many reservations about having surgery in Mexico. He told me that we would pray for confirmation. I agreed, because I knew we had found our doctor. I was willing to wait for God to confirm this to my husband. Little did I know that He would send that confirmation the very next day.

We decided to visit a family from church just to encourage them. This family happened to be my husband's cousin. When we arrived, they were having a family birthday party for my husband's aunt, the cousin's mother. I had forgotten to tell my husband that I would rather keep this reversal idea to ourselves (because we had a lot of family members who were not in favor of this). Imagine my shock when he suddenly announced our plans to the entire room. He then told them about this doctor in Mexico. Suddenly his aunt perked up and told us that this was the same clinic where she had her last baby and that this doctor is the nephew of the doctor who had delivered her baby and what a great doctor he had been. She also told us what a great reputation the clinic and the doctor have in the town. Can we say "confirmation"???  I was ecstatic!

So now, my husband was completely on board with me. We made our appointment and planned to use our income tax refund to pay for the surgery. The Lord provided exactly the amount of money we would need. Amazing!

Now the hard part. Our families. Basically my family was in complete shock. They simply could not understand why we would want to do this. They were very much against it. So we pretty much didn't tell them anything. The knew we were planning to do it, but they did not know when, where or how we would do it.

My husband's family was a little different. They were not all in favor, but they weren't completely devastated by the idea of it, either. Therefore, they did know about our trip plans and such.

So April 2005 finally arrived and we took off. Since we had so little support in our endeavor, we didn't feel right to ask someone to keep our children. Once again, our heavenly Father took care of all the details. The hospital would require my husband to be present in the operating room (weird, I know) with me, so we would need someone to keep the children, who were 7, 4 and 23 months. Well, it just so happens that this clinic is in the same town where another cousin lives. He is another child of the same aunt from the birthday party! :) He and his family so graciously agreed to allow my husband and children to stay in their home and to keep the children while Josue was with me in the surgery. Isn't the Lord amazing?

We took our children to Sea World on our way to Mexico, the day before my surgery. We had a great time.
Then the doubts started. The closer we got to Mexico, the more nervous I became. Satan's attacks were fierce. I almost lost the battle.

**To be continued**

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