Thursday, September 7, 2006
He Touched Me
He Touched me and made me whole! If I could still sing, I'd be singing this song at the top of my lungs, which are just fine, as are my ribs! That little voice I didn't quite trust was my fear voice after all. Jay walked into the little waiting room where you wait for the doctor. He sniffed the air and asked the nurse if she was cooking something. She said she was heating up the rice bag to put on my back. Jay and I looked at each other and took a big sigh of relief. My doctor (GP) did her...
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