Last week I had surgery to remove a tumor. It was very large and through the grace of God, it was benign. Due to the size, if it hadn't been benign I almost certainly would've been toast. When my surgeon told me that I am in the clear I almost couldn't speak because of the absolute shock wave of relief. Our Lady Health of the Sick, thank you! Dear Saints Peregrine, Bernadette and Therese thank you. I feel like Jonah when the whale spat him back onto land.
