Our family is WAY too acquainted with Emergency Rooms, ambulances, hospitals, and medical tests! This is the third immediate family, overnight hospitalization, of 2018.

We were back in the ER Sunday night, after 3 closely-related medical crises in less than 24 hours, for one of our children. (If you know us personally, please don’t ask details or name names publicly, as kids get tired of being featured in my blog posts! Contact me privately if you have questions, please. I’m happy to talk details one-on-one.)

As we were being discharged after one o’clock Monday morning, the issue repeated, so discharge papers were changed to transfer papers and we took an ambulance ride across town, from our smaller satellite hospital, to the children’s hospital at our big, main branch (where I lived after my strokes).

There was serious talk of ambulance transport to the huge medical school children’s hospital hours away, but in the end, we came home late on Tuesday instead. We now have three local specialists lined up for appointments in the next week or two.

We started new medication Wednesday morning, and have now gone 44 hours without another event (7 major, and 3 more mild crises between Saturday night and Wednesday afternoon). We are praying this new medication prevents further events.

Three specific prayer requests are:

  1. Significant reduction in the severe nausea this medication is causing. (Side effect lists indicate it could resolve as we adjust to taking it.)
  2. Profound increase in thirst and ability to tolerate hydration. (Nausea is making it very hard to take in fluids.)
  3. Resolution of symptoms, allowing a safe return to school and outside activities, and ability to quickly get fully caught up with all missed assignments. (Missed this entire school week. As our kids, jr. high, high school, college, are getting older, a solid week of missed school, plus the additional classes that will be missed for follow-up care, is a pretty big deal.)

Our church has been beyond amazing. Several friends showed up in ER, bearing hugs and gifts. Then the next day of admission across town was a fairly steady stream of encouraging visitors. We feel loved and very blessed!

This child could hardly fit in the hospital bed that was so piled with cuddly comfort items. Even the nurses were amazed! I was awed by the boldness and maturity this kid exhibited in seizing the platform to boldly share Jesus with lots of hospital staff.

I am a tired Mommy.

God is good, all the time!