Sleep Well my Love

 It’s late and as I lay beside you in the night I can’t sleep. I’m overcome with the thoughts of losing you and the emotional thoughts of what has happened to you this past week. I can hear you breathing lightly and I listen for a long time and thank God that you are here with me still.

I keep going over and over in my mind taking you to the hospital, talking with the doctors and nurses coming in and out of the emergency room for hours. Then a third doctor describing that the fall on the bush hog could have caused something called “compartment syndrome “, which the baseball size hematoma on your leg may have. Wait, what? That’s the same leg he already has a blood clot in, the same side he’s had a stroke, the same side he’s had surgery on, and now this? That can’t be right.  Sometime after midnight they take you to the third floor with a half cast and bandages over your wound to wait for another doctor, a bone surgeon, to make a decision on surgery.

Many are praying for you. Friends, family, and many prayer warriors. Praying that the power of God will oversee the doctors and staff as he heals through them.  By morning the surgeon comes in to take another look at your wound and hematoma, carefully he unwraps your leg and says there is circulation and strong pulse and he is not going to do that operation. He tells us that that type of operation is a bad one to go through, a year of wound care through tissue, nerves, and down to bone. That could cause infection and possibly amputation to the leg. 

God heard every prayer for you because that was his answer, his decision! So, eight doctors later, you finally get to go home where wound care can be done daily and a lot of rest, elevating your leg, and a long recovery. It will be a long recovery as they explained to us.

So as I lay here and listen to you breathing, I’m thankful your still here with me. God wasn’t ready to take you home for a reason, his reason. He’s continually healing you and still prayers are being answered. Everyone has storms in their life that seem unbearable but our faith in Christ is knowing that he calms the storms. Sleep well my love and knowing your still beside me, I will sleep also.