Thursday, February 26, 2009

Can I Have a 'Do-over' Week?

Let me start by showing you the beginning of last week:




The Duck's broken collar bone happened during a tobaggoning event. She landed at the bottom of the hill, and then someone landed on top of her.
Funny thing is she didn't complain or cry alot when it happened, so we didn't think anything was too serious - maybe pulled muscles. But the following day, as she and I were walking to the post office, she couldn't take the pain anymore. Off to emergency. Four hours, one x-ray and a fancy sling later - then she starts crying! Apparently the broken collar bone is going to interfere with her social life. There was another tobaggoning party at the end of the week, too!

Once we got past that episode, two days later the next domino fell. I woke up so sick with a head cold I sounded like Darth Vader's mom. But, Duck does not come by her stoic behaviour over injury/illness by chance. No cold is going to hold me down. Pack the tissues and pull out the cough syrup! Life goes on.

That's when God told me to sit down. The cold quickly moved from sniffing and occasional cough to gasping for air every time I walked across the room and spiking a fever that had me buried in blankets sweating and shaking. Now it was my turn to hit the emergency room.

So here I am wondering what it is that God has me to learn from all this. I have nothing but time to read, think, study and pray.

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Psalm 23:1-3 (emphasis mine)
I have watched my adorable husband take over some housekeeping duties, even making a wonderful roast chicken meal for us the other night. My little Duck has also been a great one handed nurse. My home is comfortable and there is a lot of love in it.








And then there is these two lovely ladies from church who arrived on Thursday afternoon to pick up the Duck for a girls' party (yes, her social life has survived!). These are the pictures of them shoveling my driveway (big snow this morning) so that when my husband arrives home, he can park there.

So what if the front stairs need to be vacuumed. So what if the kitchen taps are dripping. So what if the school books aren't coming out until closer to 10 each morning. No, I don't want a 'do-over' - I'm learning to appreciate this one.

Yes, life goes on. Even without me pushing it where I think it should go.

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8 comments:

Canadagirl said...

Once again we are on the same wave lenght my friend. We both shared what the Lord has been teaching us. I pray blessings and healing for you my friend. I am thankful God sent a great crew to help you when you are to rest in your green pasture. May your time with Him be blessed.

PS: Please send me your address so I can send you your tomato seeds. Handsome finally pulled some aside. I pray blessings over the seeds for you and your bontiful crop. ((HUGS))

Blessings and ((HUGS)) my SSiC
In Him<><
-Mary

Mrs. Cuddles said...

(((Hugs))) Those rough weeks are tough.

Happy Show & Tell Friday! Thank you for blessing my blog with a visit.

~Mrs.Cuddles

Dawn said...

Wow! What a rough week you all are having. I hope next week is much easier.
Blessings,
Dawn

Pam said...

Hope you all feel much better soon.

Tina said...

Bless you! I pray you are resting and finding peace in the midst of all.

Antoinette said...

That's definitly a rough week! I hope next week is better for you. Take it slow, enjoy your kids, don't rush into anything too fast.
Antoinette

Cathy said...

Ohhhh! LOL about when your daughter decided to cry. You obviously have a wonderful family, full of lots of love. I hope you get well soon.

Cathy

Mrs. Parunak said...

Big hugs to both you and your Duck! I have lots of sympathy for you both. I had an awful case of pneumonia a few years ago (as a nurse, you'll appreciate it when I say that my blood oxygen level fell to 73% before I finally started to get better), and I had a broken foot once, and I consider broken bones more miserable than childbirth.

What a blessing to have such wonderful help when you were both having a rough time of it!