When A Golfball is Married to an Egg

My husband and I were in a car accident a few years ago.  The insurance company of the man who rear ended us was not being cooperative so we went to see a a lawyer.  The lawyer was explaining to us why some people get injured in an accident and others don't.  He said you can have the exact accident and have different results; if you were a golfball in the accident you wouldn't get much damage, but if you were an egg you could get really hurt.

In life I tend to be the golfball and my husband the egg.  By me saying this I am only talking physically.  My husband has much more inner strength than I ever could.  As a golfball, I have had to be in the waiting room a lot and also have had to be an advocate for my egg.  I have some tips for you if you are a golf ball married to or taking care of an egg.

• If your loved one in in the hospital, plan on being their main care giver.  Aunt Judy clued me in on this one.  The nurses are busy and take care of the basics, but they can not give your loved one the care you can.
• Make friends with the nurses.  They will be more likely to give your loved one a bit better care.
• Tell the nurses of any concerns you have.  A Dr. tried putting my husband on a medication I was concerned about.  I told the nurse of my concern and why.  She made sure she told the Dr., and my husband was taken off of the medication.
• Tell everyone who is caring for your egg, your eggs allergies and past history.  I have found that the Dr.'s often need to be reminded.  My egg has an allergy to a pain medication, he had a big red wristband that said he was allergic to this medication and when the Dr. came to see him before his surgery I mentioned it to the Dr..  The Dr. ended up asking for another prescrip pad because he had to change my husbands pain prescription. 
• Keep a list of all of your eggs medications in your billfold.  When we were in our car accident I was able to give the EMT's my egg's medications, social security number and his past history.  It was very helpful.  Aunt Judy suggested I do this too.

These are just a few helpful hints if your egg is ever in need of medical care.  Of course the most important is prayer for your egg.  I think my egg is still here because of the prayers and love of many, and the love and care of One.

Psalm 23:1 The Lord is my shepherd.

Where should we park?

My husband had shoulder surgery today.  He has been in pain since the first of the year and finally had to give in and get surgery.  The Dr. found out that he had a small tear in his bicep, and that is probably what was causing all of the pain. 

My husband has had many surgeries and many health issues.  Every surgery he has always causes me and I am sure him anxiety.  Even 'minor' outpatient surgery causes me anxiety.  When they ask questions about his health I am reminded again of all of his health issues.

Today when I went back to see him before his surgery, the nurse mentioned some concerns about his health before his surgery.  They took some extra blood for some blood tests and gave him an ekg.  Everything turned out fine, but it added a bit more to my anxiety. 

My thoughts were about my husband and his surgery, but I noticed that there was quite a bit of talking from the nurses and other patients about an accident that happened in the parking lot.  A 71 year old woman had lost control of her car.  She ended up totaling 2 cars, damaging a pick up truck and taking out 2 transformers.  Fortunately no one was injured, except for the woman driving and it was non life threatening.  I did not think much about it at first, but then I started to put some things together about our morning.

I drove my husband to his surgery.  I decided to talk a bit of a longer route because I don't like turning left without a stop light on our busy street.  Once we got close to the surgical place we discussed where I should park.  I thought I would park in the parking garage because that is where my husband usually parks.  My husband insisted that I not park in the parking garage and he wanted me to park in the hospital parking lot.  I thought it was different for him, but I parked where he said to park.  We got a great spot, close to the surgical place.  A little thank you to God for that.

The 71 year old woman who had the big accident, had it in the parking lot and garage that I was planning on going to.  If I would have taken a shorter route and went to that parking garage we would have been in the middle of that mess.

Here my anxiety was over my husbands surgery and God graciously protected us from a big accident.  I am no theologian, but it did remind me of God's sovereignty, love and protection.  He does take care of every little detail, even where we should park.

Psalm 16:5 Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure.