Monday, February 4, 2013

Seven years ago.......

 Seven years ago I was waking up each morning in the PICU to a very loud and robutust laugh from a very caring and amazing PICU nurse!  Her name was Shelia and at first it was annoying because it was at 6a.m. but I slowly over the course of three weeks grew to look forward to her laugh out in the hall.  So, much has changed and for that I am grateful!  Timmy was just 6 weeks old.  On the ventilator fighting for his life!  On this particular morning seven years ago Dr. Floreze was the bearer of bad nurse all week long!  Here was my new baby boy lying hooked up to all these machines and Dr comes in and says he has MRSA.  Say what?????  At this time it was not out in the news as to what MRSA was and I am glad I did not fully understand what it was at that point.  It made me worry a little less. On this day seven years ago I knew I had a sick baby but I remember Dr. Williamson our then Superident calling as we had the phone on speaker phone praying over Timmy.  Praying that he was created for much more than this!  I held tight to that prayer.  I am glad that the Lord gave Timmy back to us!  He is a fun, loving and caring boy!  I don't ever, ever wish to go back to that horrible day seven years ago but God brought us through and has made me stronger because of it.


Psalm 91

I am claiming this verse as MINE for the next year

"He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
 will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord,
 'He is my refuge and my fortress. my God, in whom I trust'
Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare
 and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers,
 and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness
 nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side,
 ten thousand at your right hand,
 but it will not come near you.
You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment 
of the wicked.
If you make the Most High your dwelling-- 
even the Lord, who is my refuge--
then no harm will befall you,
 no disaster will come near your tent.
  For he will command his angels concerning you
 to guard you in  all your ways; 
they will lift you up in their hands,
 so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
  You will tread upon the lion and the cobra;
 you will trample the great lion and the serpent
. "Because HE LOVES ME," says the Lord, 
"I will rescue him;"
I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
 He will call upon me, and I will answer him;
 I will be with him trouble,
 I will deliver him and honor him,
 with long life will I satisfy him 
and show him my salvation."