Blessed

This post started at 7:30 this morning as I was waiting for the doctors to round. It was titled very differently. I have learned that there are certain thing that I am patient with to a fault almost and then there are other things I am not patient all. Like waiting for the dr to call/information to be given, I'm not patient at all. The doctor finally came, the plan was made, my NJ tube was removed, I got a shower, and tube feeds (through my J-tube) were started. 

As I settled back down into writing this blog, I realized something, I am so incredibly blessed. During this crazy time of my life, I know that I have a Father in Heaven who truly cares about me. He doesn't show me through taking away my trial but by sending me the right people to walk through the trial with me and by giving me little supplies along the way to keep me going. I have felt such a huge out pouring of love for me and my family. 

Monday I was wishing that we could have made it up to the Cleveland Clinic for my treatment of the bowel obstruction so I could be under my surgeons care and that thought has come up a few times during my experience here at OSU but it dawned on me today that I am so very grateful that I was too sick to make it up to Cleveland because I would have missed out on so many blessings that have made this time easier for me. 

On Monday I had a PICC line placed and the team that came to place it was the same team that placed my first PICC line a year ago. They came in and asked if I had ever had a picc line before and I told them yes and that it was placed here at OSU a year ago. The gal looked at her computer and came back said, "You did and we were the ones who placed it!" I didn't recognize them until we started talking, one of the gals was pregnant at the time and her baby is now 7 months old. Once we got talking she remembered my story. It was something that made getting a PICC line fun. 

Visits from my precious daughters on Monday. People ask if they are mine and I am proud to tell them they are my children. They add a challenge all of their own into this crazy life but I wouldn't give them back for anything.

On the 5th Floor there is a family waiting area for those in surgery. At night it is pretty empty so it is a great place to take the girls so they don't bother the person I share a room with.

Kassia wanted to eat my IV poll.

The Girls, had to make sure that every locker was closed. One man opened his locker and you could just see Maia inching closer and waiting for him to leave so she could close the locker for him. 

Spending time with the man who holds my world together.

Kassia is not quite sure about me and the tube in my nose but she would still snuggle me a little. 

At 10:00 pm they started my TPN (nutrition given though the PICC line). It was nice to finally know I wasn't going to have to starve another day. 

On Tuesday I was blessed with finding out that my intestines were no longer obstructed. I had an upper GI and small bowel follow through done and the barium went through my intestines. Because of an incident Monday night they sent me down to fluoroscopy with my own personal nurse. My study took twice as long as normal and I got to know the nurse pretty well. That has lead to very friendly conversations when I walk the halls of the hospital because I run into him or the other nurses that have cared for me and they all stop to ask how I am doing. 

Tuesday afternoon I had a friend and her daughter stop by and bring me these beautiful flowers. They are called Godetia. I learned today that they are beautiful in a wedding bouquet and they only have a short blooming season (according to one of the hospital workers). I think I may have found a new favorite flower. 

I was then graced with another visit from the girls, my mom and Sean. We ventured outside to get some fresh air. 

Out side of the hospital they have a nice little court yard with a water features (which Maia really wanted to play in but she was really good to stay out). My mom was great to keep Kassia wrangled in.

Kassia didn't want to sit for long and the only way I could get her to sit on my lap was with the lure of Sean's phone. 

She gave me some sweet smiles.

The night finished with me getting another visit from a dear friend, getting moved to a new room and spending evening laughing and having such an enjoyable visit! 

Having the NG tube removed from my nose has made this day amazing. There isn't a word strong enough for how much I dislike a nasal tube but I'm hoping it doesn't ever have to come back. 

I had another friend and her son come and visit me. Wise words of wisdom were shared and her son made me grateful for farts over the neighbor who had to use a bed pan. 

I was also able to have a wonderful visit from my mother. She has been so key in keeping our lives from falling apart this week, as school started for Sean this week and with me being in the hospital. The girls have loved having Nona visiting and it has helped me know that Sean isn't stressed about trying to care for the girls and for me to know they are taken care of. 

Oh a little blessing I had was when I moved rooms, they gave me a room with a view of something other then the side of a building. I can live with this view:

Tonight Maia and Sean came to visit and Maia snuggled me in bed while we watched TV together. It is tender moments like this that bring tears to my eyes because I am so grateful to be a mother. I know this is hard on them but throughout the last year Maia has matured and has come familiar with a hospital so it is not a scary place anymore. That allows us to have good visits and keeps me present in their lives.

My heart is very full tonight. I am blessed. I'm not sure what the future will bring but I know the sun will rise in the morning, that I am loved by so many, that prayers have the power to heal and there is always something to help me through.