Wednesday, March 13, 2013

A Grateful Reflection

Praise the Lord, O my soul. And forget none of His acts of kindness.  He forgives all my sins. He heals all my diseases. He saves my life from the grave. He crowns me with loving-kindness and pity. He fills my years with good things and I am made young again like the eagle. ~ Psalm 103:2-5, NLV

A year ago at this time we were in the hospital with our son who was facing a life-threatening bleed in his hip.  The onset of this episode was so mysterious and unexpected that it truly set our family life on its head.  It all began with him simply saying the word, "Ouch," as he got into the car after school on March 12th.  I asked what hurt and he told me his upper thigh had been giving him trouble all day.  Even though I believed I was worrying about nothing, I remembered the triage procedures I was taught when he was first diagnosed.  This was nothing to mess with.  We did range of motion tests when he got home and called the hematologist's office.  They told us to infuse and sent us to the ER.

Once there, he had to be infused again, and had a horrible time cooperating with the thought of another needle poke.  An ultrasound and CT scan confirmed that there was reason for concern.  He was admitted, and two long months of drastically altered life began.

Of all the heart-wrenching things we learned in the process, the most frightening was that this type of bleed was known for being a repeat offender.  In other words, males who get this ileopsoas bleed typically end up having repeated problems with bleeding into this hip area where much blood can be lost.  This results in a great deal of time off of their feet, increased amounts of infusing clotting factor and a generally more stressful life.

We anticipated having a drastically different summer.  We planned on having more trouble come our way within the months after that trauma.  Yet, the trouble never came.  We were spared.

So, here we are, at the one year anniversary, feeling the dread of remembering, while still rejoicing in God's infinite mercy.  Even though we may not be exempt from future trials, we have been given the gift of 12 whole months without another life-threatening trauma.  Only those of us who live under the weight of immense trials can fully appreciate what a gracious gift that is.

We give thanks for the gift of our precious son's life.  Every day is a miracle, and we certainly don't take it for granted.

PRAY:  Thank You, Divine Healer, for granting healing when You see fit.  Thank You for life's contrasts, for the sun shines so much brighter when we've endured long stretches of darkness.
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1 comment:

  1. To God be the glory, great things HE has done! :o)Love to all of you!!