When days off, aren't.
My assistant drove her up to the medical center in Billings, and I met them there. Her husband, S, has been working in North Dakota on a job; he drove most of the night to get here, and made it to the hospital just before they took her up to surgery. We prayed together, and I anointed her; then she was whisked away, and we found S a sofa where he could catch a few hours' sleep while the doc did his thing.
Three hours later, the doc came out-- and thankfully, blessedly, everything was benign!
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow.