God answered my prayers. He guided the hands of the doctor and nurses. Although the ride to the hospital was brutal, the ride home was not as bad. I thought it was the anesthesia at first, but after a couple of days, I could tolerate the pain. My drainage tube was not removed, but it was adjusted. It was still painful, but not the constant pain I felt before. I don’t know if the tube was placed incorrectly the first time or what, I was just thankful to have relief. I was told to schedule an appointment to go back to the hospital in 3 or 4 weeks to have my drainage tube removed. I didn’t want to spend the next 3 or 4 weeks waiting for the day of my doctor’s appointment to arrive as I did the 2 weeks prior. It was put in my spirit to have a bible study over the scriptures that I had studied to nourish my soul. I sent out a group text and invited about 8 ladies for bible study in my home. I was still confined to the sofa in the same position (laying on my left side on the edge of the sofa). By this time the hole in my stomach from surgery had healed. I was grateful to mark one thing off my ”has healed list” that I started. Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful. Colossians 4:2. Even though I had to endure my drainage tube 3 more weeks, I am thankful for my healing. As I laid there, I started to notice a smell. This was a familiar odor; I experience it with my drainage tube from my cancer surgery. But I was not the only one that could smell it. This odor was filling the room and Rick and Richard could smell it also.