Well, remember when I said I wasn’t going to update and be all annoying again?? Yah, well….God has other plans and I once again need to lean on you all, asking for prayer and while I am at it, encourage you all. Remember how we were all praying for no infection? Well before I was discharged yesterday, my Dr. openly admitted he was absolutely shocked I had not gotten an infection, considering how long this problem had been persisting and the many issues and such. I knew this was not luck and shared with him how all of YOU were praying for me and how good God was to hear us.
The truth is, God doesn’t fix all things because we love Him. He doesn’t promise that or owe us anything. When He does specifically answer prayers where the odds are HIGHLY not in your favor, we want to, have to, can’t wait to, stand up and praise His name! That said, thank you merciful Lord! Many, many, many, many thanks to you all for incessantly praying. Praying. And praying. Please make sure to thank God for hearing us and giving us salvation from the infection trial, up to this point. As for the recover-and-go-home-to-heal-for-good-request, we all thought He answered that last night. I was discharged and able to go home and sleep with my husband and babies and spend some sweet time together. Chad awoke me to yet another wet pillow. Apparently there are more Kaiser employees I have yet to meet. 😉 I have spent the better part of the day in the ER with very loving parentals. After a long day of waiting, My surgeon came in with a cape on. Just kidding. He might as well have. He determined the shunt malfunctioned and is not draining as we all had hoped for. I have been readmitted and am scheduled to have surgery tomorrow early afternoon, where they will redo this bad boy. Truthfully, I share this because I need God’s intervention. I am begging on my behalf, our parents and children’s also and earnestly am asking God to use this ALL for His glory. Also there would be no infection, or brain injury. Of course I am begging for mercy, courage, and strength to press on. I am weary. Numb. Hurting. But I also know God does NOT make mistakes. I trust Him. I want you all to trust Him too. Not because He is a divine genie that gives us what we want at all times. Because, that friends, is A LIE. And frankly, I don’t really want to entrust eternity to that kind of God. But because He is so much higher, bigger and powerful than we could ever dare to imagine. Friends, please pray for me, my children, family and team of doctors as tomorrow and this next step of recovery unfolds.
“I lift my eyes up to the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from The Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.”
Psalms 121
Much love and endless thanks, Michelle