So much time has now passed and quiet frankly I still can’t believe all that has occurred in my life in the past week. Round the clock medical care (which has been outstanding), multiple needle sticks (I lost count after 30), breathing treatments every 4 hours, IV antibiotics & steroids, ekgs, doppler exam, multiple chest x-rays, abdominal x-rays, and daily blood work (at 4:00 AM). Then add to it an allergic reaction to the IV (see attached picture), and then the onset of severe dehydration while the IV team tried all night to get another line in me. Then the good stuff; fever, projectile vomiting, and you guessed it, a hard belly and a doc with a glove. After many samples of every fluid I could offer had been examined, I still sit here with the same severe asthma/pneumonia.
Sometime we see our “storms” as unbearable and think they serve no purpose. Oddly, in my case, through all this weeks suffering (and I do mean I have suffered), the Lord has made a few things very clear to me. First, I have clearly been impressed with these words, “Trust Me! I am here for your good and I will not leave you! I have some things to teach you and I can only do this while you are quiet and listening to me.” Second, I was reminded from my first arrival to the ER, there would be a nurse that was suffering and would recognize me. Yes, she has been suffering ever since I was in the hospital for days with a family of a teenager on life support (about a year ago). She was a primary care giver and played a part in seeing this boy through the end of his life…and it took its toll on her. She visited with me and was “encouraged” by expressing her “burden” for this precious family. She has left with an understanding that the Lord still “has this” and she will be a help to others in her future along the journey. She may need help in “getting there,” but don’t we all need help from time to time?
Remember the story? Jesus on a boat with his disciples. Strangely, he’s asleep and the STORM hits! Terrified, the disciples call out to him and ask for his intervention. He calms the storm immediately. That didn’t remove the instant terror they felt…or the idea there might be more storms in their future…but it calmed this storm. Isn’t it interesting that Jesus didn’t hear the storm, but he heard a much quieter sound of a voice crying out? My room at times has been a busy and loud place; especially Thursday AM around 4:00…sometimes with up to 7 people attending me. It was noisy…lots of decisions about my immediate care…But in the STORM, Jesus heard my voice. Regardless of your storm, Jesus hears your voice…he knows your heart! The question we must all ask is: Will we trust Him?
A few practical things I have learned in Rm 4186:
1) When you’re REALLY sick, you don’t care where your hospital gown opens.
2) When you feel better, then you’re embarrassed!
3) As you begin to heal, the needles hurt more.
4) No matter how old you are, this kind a thing scares your mom when she can’t be with you. (I Love my Mom)!
5) After throwing up hospital food across the room and onto the walls, you never want to eat here again. You also learn that the nurses really earn their pay!
6) Lastly, I realize after 8 days of being sick (and not feeling up to a shave), I now have as much hair on my face as I do on my head (sad, but true)!
Thanks for all your prayers…I have an amazing family and wonderful friends!