At the Hospital

So here I am, sitting in the Blue Waiting Room as my husband gets a nerve block to make his right arm and shoulder completely numb.  We are in limbo as he goes in to have his shoulder repaired by a competent, so Dan says, surgeon.  It's a bit surreal, knowing that my seemingly healthy spouse will be almost unconscious the next time I see him.  I am very much up to the task of being his nurse and helpmate.  What disturbs me is not being able to prepare for what the next couple of hours will create.  I should be used to this, I guess, from our continually mobile military life, but preparing for the unknown is pointless.  This is what that life has taught me. 
I have been turning to God all week, all morning, as my wonderful, handsome, loving, caring and strong husband is in His hands.  I can only pray for Him to give the surgeon the knowledge and strength to make the right incisions, the right sutures, and the most detailed and skillful hands imaginable today as he works on the love of my life.  If you are reading this, I ask you to take a moment, close your eyes and ask God the same thing for me. 
I really appreciate it.
Thanks for reading!