Hi dearest friends,
What a week?! Last Wed, my next door neighbor took me for physical therapy for my stomach. I was nervous, but it was a huge blessing. Afterwards my organs felt spread apart and open (not sure exactly how to describe it).
Thursday morning I woke up with horrible pain. Pain medicine was not working. Back to the ER. As usual, they took blood and got me comfortable with IV pain meds. For the FIRST TIME, blood work came back with something...pancreatitis. Different tests have shown signs of pancreatitis, but never signs of current pancreatitis. Not sure what this means, but it is something. I had thought I would get my pain under control and then leave the ER on Thursday. This was my plan, but not God's. I was admitted into the hospital and am still at the hopsital.
FIRST TIME I had a roommate (I'm up to my fourth now). FIRST TIME I had a catheter. FIRST TIME I have spent the night without my mom or Jack in the hospital.
Ready for the blessings?! Outstanding care of hospital staff, a good night's rest last night (the previous 2 nights I had been vomiting at night and having horrible abdominal pain), 2nd roommate was really sweet, arrival of lots of beautiful flower cards from people not even realizing I was in the hospital (I have a shelf under the TV with the cards...I think of it as my flower garden of encouragement), fresh strawberries to eat with my meals (ecstatic to be eating solid food again after 2 days of no food or liquids), friends providing delicious meals for Jack (nothing better than seeing my amazing caretaker being taken care of), and many more blessings that my mushy brain is not recalling.
A huge MIRACLE happened on Friday. Jack went home for lunch and the mail had just dropped off the kit from Johns Hopkins. Jack quickly brought it back to the hospital, they took my blood (I didn't even wake up) and it was sent via FedEx with 10 minutes to spare. Right under the wire.
Still in God's waiting room - waiting for results from the California lab and a game plan to extinguish the pain.
I greatly appreciate your prayers. The lyrics from a song that I have been listening to as I fall asleep have brought me a lot of encouragement and I wanted to pass them along.
those who put their trust in Jesus
those who have their hope in the Lord
they will fly like an eagle
soar through the sky
far above the storm
they will glide on the cool breeze
safe from the fight
As always, delighted and honored to pray for you.
On eagles wings,
Becky
How I wish I could be there to at least hold your hand and pat Jack on the back. Just want you to know that there are so very many people [even some you don't know] hoping and praying that whatever is hurting you would go away. You are so loved.
ReplyDeleteGrammy Collins