day sixty-one: blessed

Thanks so much to everyone for your well wishes over these past 24 hours. I appreciate it, and I really felt the love. You are the best. #3 will have a sore road ahead of him, but he is on the mend. Now, besides the miracle of my son's limited injuries, let me share with you one other little miracle that has occurred over the past day.

As mentioned in a previous post, I suffer from high blood pressure. A genetic flaw passed to me from my parents (still love ya, folks). In the past 5 years I have forgotten to take my ten pm pill maybe three times. One of those times I went in the kitchen on a Saturday night at 11:30 pm to take it and found the bottle empty. I am still not sure how I let that happen, but I did. So I not only skipped it that night, but the entire next day, being Sunday. On Monday morning I shakily drove to the pharmacy and filled my prescription and was soon happy and relaxed. But let me tell you, my heart pounded and I became completely distracted with the banging feeling in my chest on all three or so of these occasions within a matter of a couple of hours of missing my appointment with my little white pill and my glass of water. It was bad news.

Flash forward to today. In my rush to come home and shower and grab a few things before going up to the hospital in SLC last evening, I forgot my pills. But I was already later than I wanted to be and knew I wanted to be with my son as he was getting admitted after being pulled off the ambulance. I asked for special help on this one, and my prayer was answered. It has been 48 hours since I last took my meds (just took one now) and there were zero side effects the entire day. Nothing. I was calm, with no pounding or anxiety. I was looked after for a full day. Thank you, thank you, thank you, I say. It was a miracle for me.

10 comments

charrette | October 18, 2009 at 11:38 PM

I love every little miracle, sometimes even more than the big ones. I'm so glad you were blessed! Thanks for sharing this one.

We're still praying... and will continue ad infinitum.

Connie | October 19, 2009 at 4:12 AM

Tender mercies. Take care.

Heather | October 19, 2009 at 4:41 AM

Wow. I just read the past couple entries and I hope that your boy recovers just fine. Your family really has someone special looking out for you.

Lara | October 19, 2009 at 6:24 AM

I love the little things like this that show us how much our Heavenly Father loves us.

Camille | October 19, 2009 at 6:35 AM

My mom just told me! My heart goes out to you and your son. We've been praying for him...

Heidi Ashworth | October 19, 2009 at 8:11 AM

Oh me, oh my, what a bad friend I am to not know what the heck you're talking about. Going back to read more.

Heidi Ashworth | October 19, 2009 at 8:13 AM

Phew! Thank goodness he's okay(ish). And you, too! Hugs!

Kimberly | October 19, 2009 at 11:42 AM

I think it is small, beautiful miracles like that that teach us best of our Father's love for us. He cares about our comfort. He cares about our sufferings. Enough to reach out His hand and still our troubled waters.

What a beatiful reminder this post is that sometimes, all we need to do is ASK.

Marianne | October 19, 2009 at 12:06 PM

What can we do to help? How long will he have to be in the hospital? Do you need more lasagne? XOXO!!

Linde | October 19, 2009 at 1:56 PM

So glad things are going better and it is a wonderful thing what a prayer can do for you.