I wouldn't recommend lining up such events again.
God is good, even when I get frustrated, which seems to be happening more, although primarily due to fatigue.
One of the days I was in the hospital, I opened up a Bible I had, and it opened immediately to the story of the woman who had had internal bleeding grabbing Jesus' cloak and was instantly healed.
Then yesterday, driving home, I passed a church (I forget where now), which had a roadside sign that read: "with his stripes we are healed."
I'm heavy on meds, but God's showing and telling me He will heal this thing completely.
I'm staying in Park Ridge for the time being. Among the many perks is that it is much closer to Itasca than Evanston is.
It feels good to not have to be constantly rushing to the bathroom 12+ times a day. And on that note, I'm out til the next time.