Another day, another infection. And yet, we are still standing. Well actually, Rebecca is laying down, not standing, but standing just sounds so much better….
Rebecca now has an E. coli and a rare strain of Klebsiella we are aggressively treating with a super antibiotic.
One day we take a few steps forward and the next a giant leap back. One day 3 steps forward and the next we stabilize. Back and forth, back and forth, with the hope our forward steps eventually outweigh the back.
Oh, and did I mention tomorrow happens to be my precious Nicholas’ birthday we will miss once again??
Rebecca’s body settled after the femoral artery hemorrhage that took us a good day to get under control due to Rebecca’s blood thinner shots and aspirin. We started the weekend with a wound infection and ended with two more bacterial infections. Rebecca’s new infections are believed to be caused by a fistula in her pelvic cavity leaking fluid through organs that should be sealed. Where the leak/tear is coming from – we are not sure? We just know Rebecca is leaking copious amounts of fluid.
Tomorrow Rebecca will go under anesthesia again for the doctors to try and discover the source of her fistula/tear/leak. Her CT scan only revealed excess fluid in her pelvic cavity but not a specific cause.
And did I happen to mention tomorrow is also my precious Nicholas’ 16th birthday??
One of my favorite doctors came to talk to me regarding Rebecca’s status – we discussed the scary femoral hemorrhage, her 2 new infections and now the potential fistula – I was exhausted just giving her the weekend update. She asked me if I felt like the story of the Dutch boy at the dam who put his finger in the spouting hole. But in our case, once that leak was solved another would erupt, and then another, and another and another. Every available finger and toe plugging the constant newly formed leaks.
My doctor is brilliant. Not only for her medical skills but her story-telling analogies as well. Because –
THIS. IS. EXACTLY. HOW. I. FEEL.
Rebecca’s body is the broken dam and I am the little boy running from problem to problem trying to seal all of the newly formed potential catastrophes as fast and furiously as they are erupting.
But I cannot to keep up. The leaks keep flowing and my head is barely above the rising waters.
Good thing I have a God whose fingers and toes are far more capable of holding a dam together than me. So today I will cast my burden upon the Lord so He will sustain me, He will sustain Rebecca’s body, He will sustain Nicholas’ disappointment – my unexpected miracle.
Thank you Lord.
We would covet your prayers tomorrow.
Love to each of you,
“Cast your burden upon the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken,” Psalm 55:22.