This is what’s blooming lately around my house. I’d label them but it’s not my forte so I’ll just share the pictures. My son says I always take pictures of flowers and he’s right but being laid up a bit more after having foot surgery these where simply taken with my iPhone and nothing special (not that my pics with my good camera are either but they are a bit better). I look forward to seeing what’s blooming in your neck of the woods.
So over at Rev Gals here is their Friday Five for this week (and yes I realize it’s Saturday)! On RevGal’s it reads and asks us to respond to the following post:
Hospitals are very much on my mind, because my husband Chuck is having his second knee replacement on Monday. We will be there very early in the morning because he is the first surgery of the day at 7 am.
So consider your experiences in the hospital in your various capacities: being a patient; parent, child or spouse of a patient; chaplain; minister; or visitor. In what ways have you experienced your times in hospitals? Think of 5 ways and share your blog address in the comments section when you play.
- I remember being alone with a toddler and having been to the ER for two nights in a row because as a mom I knew something was wrong. And more than the heart burn that the dr diagnosed it as the first night.
- I had someone with me the first night but my husband was away as dean of Laurel Ridge so it wasn’t easy for him to get home either night or for the week that would come. But the second night I feel blessed in some ways because the doctor working on him had a aha type moment and tested his pancreatic enzyme levels. And yup that was the answer to the problem. My little guy had what we thought at the time Acute Pancreatitis. I remember that I was devastated when they told me he would be admitted for at least a week.
- As a pastor I knew that they don’t admit adults or children without it being a serious issue and I was scared for his life and didn’t know what to do at midnight alone with my very sick child.
- Thankfully my mother in law came down from Winston-Salem (a 5 hour drive) the next day to be with me and offer me some support. The whole thing brings tears to my eyes still. Because other than her, one friend, and daily or multiple times a day calls from my hubby (as cell service would allow) I had no support. No church members visited or offered to bring anything. I felt alone a lot and all I wanted to do was cry but knew that would only get my little man a little more worked up.
- I remember the nurse on the day we were leaving telling me that little ones that come in with numbers that high usually don’t leave. Meaning you guessed it they die. I’ve never forgot it and remember it every time that the doctors fear his pancreatitis is flaring because it’s not longer acute but chronic.
- What parent wouldn’t be freaked out and exhausted from not getting much sleep ( sleeping in bed with their little one for a week) and wondering when he was going to start to feel better and when they would stop giving him morphine and give him real food. But as you can see from the pictures below he did get well and we did have some play time so to speak.
I haven’t gotten nearly as much done as i thought I would with a week off my feet. You see my mind hasn’t been able to focus much more than to color a bit off and on and to re-read parts of on of my new favorite books. I’ve been blessed with lots of flowers two sets you see above and lots of wonderful food. So not only have I been taken care of but my boys have also.
Let me explain the pictures above — the top left corner is me holding my new favorite book. It’s a book put out by REVGALBLOGPALS and is short essays about the joys, challeneges and even the laughable moments of ministry. If you are a femaile in ministry, support a female in ministry, are a female thinking about ministry, or want to know what it’s like to be in ministry this is a candid book about life as a female minister and you need to get your hands on a copy and start reading it. The picture next to that is my big new boot that is my latest and greatest fashion accessory for the next 6 weeks or so. It’s not the greatest but life could be worse and once it’s gone so shall all the pain that came from my bunion. Then there’s the two pictures of flowers that loved ones have shared with me. Next comes coloring — one of the few things I’ve been able to focus on. I got me a new set of markers — i love these pens/markers and 10 colors weren’t quite enough so as a surgery gift I bought a set of 20. Something that even my littleman is enjoying as I attempt to write this blog post. So in between the flowers and the new markers is a stainglassed butterfly I’ve started to color. I’ll try to remember to post the finished product but please don’t hold me to that because I’m not that clear headed these days. Now give me a few days and Ill be able to take on the world.
Thanks for the many ways you have cared for me and my family during this surgery. My husband told me last night he was mighty impressed with how well I was doing — so I say lets keep that up! Until next time, blessings, my friends.