Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Thinkin' out loud
Years ago when Emily was little, we went to a Renaissance Festival. It had been a long time since I'd been to one, and it was a small festival at that. Emily had never been. Both of us were excited about the day ahead, but not sure what to expect.
We had such a good time that day. There were plays and craft booths and lots of food to eat. People dressed in costume, jesters put on shows and there were jousting tournaments with live horses. Emily was thrilled to have a princess veil to wear. Her favorite part of the day was meeting Mother Goose and getting to hold a snowy white goose on her lap.
Fast forward about ten years to this afternoon. After four days of feeling miserable and getting no relief from yesterday's visit to the doctor's office, we ended up at urgent care at our local Children's Hospital. Sitting on the bed, looking at the intravenous needle in her arm, Emily remarked, "Well, I never thought I'd be doing this today."
Before I go any further, let me say that Em is fine. As it turns out, she is suffering from a migraine -- suffering being the operative word here. Poor girl. She also had a few symptoms that were throwing the doctors off and they were hesitant to diagnose a migraine and send Em home. As Emily was put through a variety of tests, my anxiety level was increasing.
Dan is on a business trip out east, but we were in regular communication with our cell phones. I know that as hard as it was for me to sit there and wait for results, it was much harder for him, being so far away. I was supposed to meet some girlfriends this evening, so I texted my friend Mary and told her I couldn't make it and why. She texted right back, that she would pray, and "Know I'm with you every breath of the way." I'm not one to cause undue alarm, but when my friend Pam had texted me earlier that day, in my response to her I mentioned Em and asked her to send up a quick prayer. She assured me that she and her husband were "on it."
If you've ever been in a room for an MRI, you know how incredibly noisy it can be, even with the ear plugs they give you to wear. I sat in there while Em had her test, trying to pray. I couldn't find words and all of the rote prayers that I know just kept getting jumbled up in my head, either from nerves or from the roar of the MRI machine. I was feeling very sympathetic for Christina Aguilera at this point! But, knowing that my husband and friends were there with me, as Mary said, 'every breath of the way' and praying for Em, and me. . . well, I knew we were covered. And my prayer became one of just knowing God's embrace, knowing that whatever lie ahead was in His hands.
How often that in the tumult and racket of every day life, it is all we can do to just have faith and to lean on those around us. It is so comforting to know that my husband and my friends -- whether they were right across town, or literally across the country, were actually right beside me today. Each morning is a new day, and who knows what it will bring. But I do know that whatever happens, I'm not alone.