We have had a rough winter. That seems to be the case with our family. I don’t know why, but our family really gets hit hard with sickness… often! Most recently, Baby Girl (who is 2) was hospitalized with pneumonia. It was a very rough week to say the least. We went to the doctor everyday for three days in a row until they finally decided to admit us.
I had been battling some health issues of my own… which is really nothing new. I have a daily battle with my thyroid. For some reason, for the week before Baby Girl went to the hospital, I was really struggling with depression and hopelessness. I was withdrawing deeper into myself and having a very hard time with the day to day.
When Baby Girl went into the hospital, I was kind of snapped back into reality. Taking care of her helped get my attention off myself.
But the real thing that pulled me back out was how amazing our community is. When we got to the hospital, I was met at the desk by the nurse that actually delivered Baby Girl. To see a familiar face was so comforting. I proceeded to post on facebook what was going on and ask for prayer. Immediately people responded with encouragement, prayers and offers to help.
We ended up staying three nights in the hospital. Three nights in the middle of the week. We have three other children and my husband works full time. I wasn’t worried though. I knew that people would step up and help us care for our children. They did. It was such a blessing. I had people offer to keep the kids and bring us dinner.
It was especially great to see the different gifts of those in our community come to light. I have a couple of dear friends, who like me, have the love language of gifts. One showed up at the hospital with a frosty and fries. They other showed up with gifts for Baby Girl. I was definitely feeling loved on.
I guess I say all this to express how truly thankful I am for the community we have been blessed with. It stretches beyond just the town we live in. Friends and family from all the many places we have lived in the last few years were texting and messaging me to let me know that they were praying for us. I know some people have issues with social media like Facebook… but I think, in this situation, it was a great tool to reach out and ask for help.
I wish I could say everything was better when we got home… but just a few days later, poor Little Sis popped up with hives… head to toe! We think she had an allergic reaction to her antibiotic.
Longing for the day when there will be no more sickness, but thankful for those that we get to do life with here in the mean time.