The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
I don't like the way this feels We need to get you upstairs for a mammogram and ultrasound
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.
he restoreth my soul:
I stroke my grandmother's hand, pull out my phone to look up Psalm 23. She was hooked up to oxygen, taking short, choppy breaths. Her body was resting as best it could while the internal struggle to let go was progressing.
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness
for His name’s sake.
The technician had everything positioned just right Don't breathe beep, beep, beep Breathe Don't breathe beep, beep, beep breathe
Yea, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil:
for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Do you remember when you used to give me perms? They always lasted forever. My friends were jealous. I always loved your fried chicken and mashed potatoes with the white gravy.
Thou preparest a table before me
in the presence of mine enemies;
The warm gel oozed onto my skin The pressure of the probe searching, hunting Fingers on the keyboard shift, click readjusting shift, click Let me confer with the radiologist
Thou anointest my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
As each minute passed I reassured her Linda is on her way She will be here soon
Surely goodness and mercy
shall follow me all the days of my life:
There is a small mass We need to schedule a biopsy
And I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever.
My mom walked through the door We hugged She made it to see my grandma through