There's a contemporary Christian song that is sounding in my ear right now, All Things New by Big Daddy Weave.
I'm ready for the new. It's been a long winter. It's not been a cold winter here in Middle Georgia-just a long one. I love the cool temps but not the short days. I need the Vitamin D-not the kind that comes in a bottle.
It had been awhile since I've experienced a panic attack like the one I had a few days before Christmas. It was the morning after I had driven 8 hours to get to Nashville. I didn't sleep well. The kids were up early and I had anticipated a day of fun activities. We were going to make ornaments, paint Christmas trees, make and decorate a rice krispee train, bake and decorate cookies. I realized early that I had picked up the wrong bag of art supplies and had left most of my Christmas paint at home. It's crazy how one little thing can send me spiraling when I've pushed myself to the max with little time to rest. I could feel it coming on and tried my best to ignore it. With a pounding heart and a tight chest, I sat down and finished the trees mixing the colors I had to come up with something that slightly resembled Christmas. I was sweating profusely and told the kids I had to sit down.
I had been to the ENT with my ears the week before. His words, "I feel a thickening in the left thyroid. Let's get a scan," was not what I expected to hear. The reassuring pat on the knee and the "go enjoy your family and we'll get a plan" was not the plan. The plan to enjoy Christmas was interrupted with the panic that I had pushed from my mind the week before.
The day after Christmas, I woke with Covid as did the rest of the family. So 10 days later, I had the scan. All is clear. No nodules.
This week my son-in-law called, "Harper's is having a seizure. It's bad. Christy has called 911 and I'm on my way to the hospital. Please pray. Troy works close to Vanderbilt.
Harper was diagnosed last September with Epilepsy. The first seizure happened when she was 4 and was thought to be a Febrile Seizure. This happened a year later and another year later. Last year she had two that were not related to fever. She was scheduled for an EEG which confirmed the diagnosis.
The doctor wanted an MRI. From the reading, he reported that the MRI indicated that she could possibly at some time have a Grand Mal Seizure and that's what happened Wednesday. She had been running fever which could have caused a breakthrough event in spite of medication.
Harper is fine. She and her cousin had an "ice-day," and were able to enjoy it together.
It has been an eventful week.
I'm thankful for new days and new seasons. I'm thankful for Jesus who will one day make all things new.
Clink the above link to listen.
All Things New
Big Daddy Weave
This is for you Linda.
Thank you sweet friend...and keeping you and your family in prayer.
ReplyDeleteSo good to hear frim you! So glad your precious granddaughter is ok but how scary. And I'm happy your thyroid checked out ok. I have a good sized nodule on mine that was benign, thank God, but will be getting it checked again in May. The needle biopsy was not fun! I'm thankful for peace that is beyond understanding when facing tough days....really need that peace these days as my DIL's surgery is only a week away.
ReplyDeleteWarmer weather is always welcome here too...bring on Spring! (and give me patience, dear Lord!)
Sending hugs your way!
I like that song and the promise too.
ReplyDeleteOur son had seizures when he was about Harpers age, never a grand mal, but still scary. Meds controlled the seizures and thankfully he outgrew them. Praying the same for Harper.
PS - She is beautiful!
Prayers for healthy days for you and Harper! Enjoy your day and Springy weather is here for a few days! HUGS!
ReplyDeleteBonnie, I'm so sorry you and all your family got the virus. The words to this song are special. I'm sorry to hear about Harper. My sister-in-law has had seizures her whole life. And the Grand Mal Seizures are so scary. I'm glad Harper is doing better and playing with her cousin.
ReplyDeleteYes, I'm thankful for Jesus who will one day make all things new.
Have a pleasant weekend, Bonnie.
~Sheri