Well 2013 has begun with a reality check in our lives. Itchy rash from an allergic reaction started Tuesday January 1st in the evening….alright pop a Benydryll, no biggie, lots of holiday merriness, all kinds of possible agents that could have caused a little allergic reaction. Cool. Go to bed, hives spread and wake me up… oh wow, there kinda all over me and I’m swelling (eyes, etc)….. huh? Wake Nate… his calm and wise assessment leads to an ER run, and in a room waiting to see the doc, a nurse is putting in an IV, I ask to use the bathroom, she adamantly refuses. That’s all I remember…… BLACK….. (lead to an anaphylaxis seizure in the ER)……. Unexpected. Unscheduled in my books, ordained by the God of the universe.
I am trying now to recall the moment I first prayed. Honestly I think it was post seizure, a “Thanks, Lord!” and “Have your way.” Then drugs took over…..literally, much of it is a blur. Surely not to my wonderful husband Nate, wow, I can’t imagine seeing me like that. His strength, faith, so quiet, collected, consistent. When I woke after two Epinephrine shots there was a fury of activity, nurses, doctors, and a strong hand holding mine. Nate. His eyes were moist, I knew……. “I’m okay Babe” I tried to verbalize from under the oxygen mask. I can say I’m grateful our bodies are made the way God made them in those circumstances. It just goes black, no pain, no recollection, nothing. Again, this must have been soooo much more difficult for Nate than for me. I have apologized….. I know I could do nothing, but… goodness, I’d be a wreck, he was a rock. Thank you Lord.
Okay, so then they kept me at the hospital all day, saw the hives decline and I went home after 9 hours with a prescription for Prednisone and Benadryl (=dizzy city). Slept much of Thursday, but then by Friday morning the hives were once again increasing, and more symptoms of severity. Weird. Okay, new Epipen education comes in handy…. One in the thigh for the road to the ER. They’ve seen this girl before….. and there’s reasons for the sign posted that in the waiting room “Patients will be seen based on acuity not order of arrival” or something or other like that. SWEET….front of the line. IV, observation, 2 days in CCU….. Lots of sleeping going on for me, and being faithfully loved, prayed over, and cared for by my man. He’s a pro, his Mom was a nurse. Some fantastic nurses at the Owen Sound hospital too, seriously, I mean, warm blankets, kindness, efficient, super great care. THANKFUL for OHIP, and somehow scored the one room on the CCU floor with a TV. Nice. I am up on Duck Dynasty and the news now, just not sure which is truth/fiction (drugs :)). I was discharged from the hospital on Sunday, and came home to an organized “safe” laundry table all done up as the doctor recommended (not knowing the source of the allergy, they suggest you wash all fabrics with no soap) and the bed all “safe”ified too, and fridge stocked with feel better foods…..Aaaahhhh, Nate. Did I tell you? He is good.
Now it’s Wednesday Jan 9th, 3:46 in the AM, had to check here by clicking on the time…yeah…. Lost time perception a long time ago…… this has been an odd week. I am on Benadryl, Ranitidine, and at first I was dossier than after a Christmas turkey dinner, now the drugs are having the opposite effect, I am wide awake….. huh? Not sure if that’s crazy bad, or completely normal. I have gotten more sleep than the average person, that’s my logic and I’m sticking too it, so I got up and wrote…… If you are still reading this way long strange post, congrats BTW….. I like to write when things happen in life, reflect, think, learn…… so there’s been a lotta thinking going on…..mostly incoherent for sure, but some lucid thoughts have been running through my mind. Here are a few;
Live with no regrets. I only get to do this once, this day, this life, this moment. So what if someone thinks I’m crazy, I will kiss my husband at church…… oh I know I’m wild (hhaaaaahaaaaa) I will tell you about my Jesus. I will admit I am wrong often, and say sorry quickly. I will try harder not waste time (eee…hummm…. Pinterest??…. Conviction). Lord, help me to live so I’ll have no regrets when you say my time is up.
Intentionally finding joy in the journey……. It can be done, there is always, always something to be grateful for, and an upside. Lord, help me see it.
Less is more. Less stuff, more contentment. Less talking, more listening. Less planning, more being
present. Less of what I want driving
my choices, more of what God wants, after all, it’s all that matters. Less of me, more of Him. I want to become a “less is more”
person. Lord, help me.
Finally, and I close with this because perhaps sleepiness is crowding in….. YEAH! :) The WORD of God is hope, comfort, peace, joy…..all of these things in an unfailable way that nothing else is. Only God and His Word last. 1 Peter 5:10 has brought an unspeakable peace to all this…… “After you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace, who called you to His eternal glory in Christ, will Himself perfect, confirm, strengthen and establish you.” This hope, and eternal perspective causes me to say “I am good” because He is good, present and faithful.
I am off all endometrosis drugs except Lupron which is a monthly shot already in me, dealing with some very interesting effects of this quick change to my system, (so that they can rule out the cause of the reaction), and on Benadryl and Ranitidine, seeing an allergist at 10:30 this morning.
Praying for you and Nate, Karen. You are such a treasure and encouragement, a light shining for the Lord!
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Love and prayers,
Jacquie