Pieces of Me

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

When it Rains, it Pours

"Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning" (Psalm 30:5)
Life in the McIntyre Household has been very eventful this past week.  Last Tuesday afternoon, Modesty and I treated our kiddos to a trip to a local Pumpkin Patch.  It was hot. . it was humid, but they had so much fun.  Okay, the BOYS had so much fun.  Hannah was a grouch.  And a complainer.  But she did pose for photos like a good little girl.  The kids each got to pick out a pumpkin and then we headed home.
Once we were home, Hannah came and placed her head in my lap only for me to realize she was burning up!  Of course, after a rough night and a trip to the doctor the next day, we learn that she has the FLU.  Influenza Type A1, which is apparently allowing the H1N1 strain to attach onto, meaning that she more than likely was infected with the glorious Swine Flu.
I must say that after 3 1/2 days of fever over 101 and a horrible cough, she's bounced back on Friday afternoon and has been fine ever since.  Of course, that wasn't before I completely lost my mind and thought about moving to a tropical paradise without my family.  Being cooped up with two children, one of which is NOT sick, and one who is acting like she's on her deathbed, can drive a mommy insane.
Thankfully, Stephen took over in the evenings (although Hannah only wanted mommy).  On Friday, he did take the kids away (I can't remember where they went) and I was able to get a run in (and the weather was AMAZING), making my time amazing.  I was also able to run on Saturday and again yesterday.  I cannot believe how close I am to actually RUNNING for 30 minutes straight.  At this point in time, I am not concentrating on distance or MPH but rather just building stamina.  And I am getting there.  I will run again on Thursday as I need to keep an eye on my knee for a few days.
Today was another story.  This morning started off on a good start.  I even got to work at 8:15 which is my ideal time for arriving to the Preschool.  I like to get everything ready before the day begins since I have to leave the class several times a day to teach music to the little ones.  Today, we got to school, I unbuckled Cayden like always, put him on the floorboard, told him to get out of the van, and headed to the back to get all our stuff.  And then it happened.  From the corner of my eye, I see my baby boy toppling head first out of the driver's seat.  He had decided to climb through the seats and come out my door.  Unfortunately, I hadn't closed it like I usually do so an accident was BOUND to happen. 
And seeing it - in what felt like S-L-O-W motion - was more devastating than anything I've had to endure in quite a while.
Dropping everything I had gathered in a pile on the ground, I scooped Cayden up and held him tight.  I was helpless.  There was no one in the parking lot, no one answering the phone in the building so I just held him and waiting, trying to remain calm.  Within minutes, several people arrived and helped us inside.  We checked out his head and decided to have a "wait and see" approach until I was able to talk to his pediatrician.
I asked his teachers to keep an eye on him and to let me know if anything seemed weird.  But 11:00 am, we had decided to make a call into the doctor's office again and see what to do.  It was decided that with all Cayden's symptoms, he needed to be seen in the ER so off to Children's Hospital we went.
My amazing mother was able to leave work to pick up Stephen and then get Hannah from school and meet us at the hospital.  And after several hours it was determined that he does have a concussion but seemed to be fairing well, so here we are at home, required to wake him up every 3 hours to make sure he's coherent. 
The above photo is while we were waiting in the ER waiting room.  He was telling me all about his bracelets. . the one with his name on it, and the one that says "don't eat tomatoes" (He has a tomato allergy and they wanted to make sure we didn't get a hold of any).
It's going to be a long night, BUT well worth it to make sure that nothing is seriously wrong with my baby boy.
And this is what I know in regards to my hectic life.  I know I need to
Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6
My God is great and has not left me alone.
After reading a devotion I am reminded that in these moments it is time to "get on my knees and turn to my God. This is where my arrogance is broken: 'I can't do it'. This is where my pride is swallowed: 'I need you God'. This is where his Glory is revealed: 'I am weak'.This is where my path becomes straight, because its not me, but He who shines through me" (Words of Wisdom).


Rebekah B said...

So sorry you had ot go through this. Oh, yes, I too have emergency room memories... You know that old saying that being a Mom is like having your heart outside your body??? Yes, you KNOW what that means!!!
So... one day we can write a devotional book for Moms. We can call it:
"Hearts On Our Sleeves... Faith Lessons Learned From Our Children's Medical Adventures".

Praying Cayden recovers quickly, with no complications.