Trying to Soar

                           

I am so grateful that I got my lazy Sunday the last time I wrote an entry because things around here have really changed.

Monday morning the 30th Rob had a doctor's appointment.  It was routine with the exception that the doc changed one of his medications.  At the pharmacy later, we picked up the prescription.  While I finished paying, Rob was headed out the door.  I heard a loud crash . .  . I knew it had to be him.  He was having a grand mal seizure just 20 feet away.

Guys, I've seen seizures plenty of times.  It was agony  for me to watch my husband.  The personnel at the pharmacy were great.  Before I could even think, they had called 911, brought a blanket and paper towels for me as I sat there with him.  The paramedics came and took over.  I sat for a while then allowed a paramedic to help me up.  Andrea and I couldn't ride in the ambulance.  I had to follow.  I hadn't really been at the wheel in about 6 months.  I got in the car and watched as they closed the doors on my beloved.

It was devastating to see just that last little picture in my mind.  The last person I saw go away in an ambulance was my late husband . . .

We waited 5 1/2 hours through tests, x-rays and a CT scan.  After an IV fluid bag of sodium, they allowed us to leave.  I had to drive home in darkness.  I did well.  That was a true milestone for me.   I know it was because I am always safe in the arms of Jesus.

                             Next day, I also had an appointment with the doctor.  He made some changes to my medications and we talked a bit about Rob.  On Wednesday, I had to see the Neurologist in the morning and Rob had to see his doc again at 2:15.  I also kept my promise to get Andrea to TaeKwondo on time.

Since Rob's seizure, some part of the roles here have changed.  He is going to lose his drivers license for a minimum of 6 months to a year - maybe even longer.  I do hope not.  Although I used to feel such freedom when behind the wheel, now I am uncertain about myself.  So far . . . I'm doing great.  I'm not ready to fly like an eagle, but I'm looking into how to take off.

At the neurologist on Wednesday, I got results.  The results of my MRI showed bulging of all of the discs in my lower back down to the bottom of the spine.  They weren't pushing toward the spinal column, so no surgical solution was indicated.  Next were the results of the nerve and motor conduction tests.  I'm not too happy about the diagnosis.  I have chronic Polyneuropathy.  It affects the nerves and muscles of the extremities and gets worse over time.  The letter description of the diagnosis is CIPD.

So what's next?  Someone better buy me wings because I am determined to soar like the eagles above.  "But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint."  Isaiah 40:31 

I am going to pick Andrea up from school in a little bit.  Rob and I seem to be working out what we each can do.  Share the burden as you will.  We have a deep abiding love given to us by God.  Together Rob, Andrea and I are woven together like a vine reaching upward toward the light.

J-Land is my favorite place to come.  Here I can meet new people and share my life with them.  I love youze guys - sending blessings from the Lord for you.  Stay out of trouble and I will, too. (well . . . do I hafta?)

      

 

 

 
Tags: Soar like an eagle, seizure, paramedics, doctor's appointments, results, CIPD, Isaiah 40:31