Hope…

Last week my mother in law was readmitted to the hospital. We weren’t sure what was going on but she was confused and falling and something was wrong.  I couldn’t believe we were going through all this again. Even worse I couldn’t believe she was going through it all again either.  She hadn’t been home long and her progress had been slow and disappointing for us all. She had never gotten better. So it shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was.  She is in the Neuro ICU at a much bigger and better hospital. She has a team of doctors working on her condition and we are offering a lot of prayers.  Prayers of comfort, prayers hoping that her infection will get better.  The infection in her brain was not under control.  She has a tube in her brain, draining fluid to release pressure, allowing the doctors to test samples to see how bad the infection is, allowing them to administer antibiotics directly into the brain. The doctors have told us this is serious and she is not out of the woods. This is tough.

Last Saturday was our NICU reunion.  Which happened to be at the hospital my mother in law is currently at.  So we headed up to celebrate our healthy girls.  That our twins, our miracles  are almost 5 yrs old. Miracles do happen, it did for us. I just need another one for my mother in law.

 

It had pony rides, movies, food, games, life flight, ambulances… over the top fun!  As a volunteer I helped with the whole thing, but not as much as I would have liked considering current events.  It was a great reminder that miracles happen and when you are in a dark place and can’t see the other side its still there. Hope.  Life is full of hope and that’s what that reunion was all about.

Just taking a moment to celebrate that my twins made it.  That they are healthy.  We were very blessed!  I am proud to be able to be part of such a great program of volunteers helping parents of preemies see the hope and the light on the other side of the darkness.