Marriage often means dealing with the unexpected. This is what has happened to us and why I didn’t get to post a marriage blog yesterday. Mick and I have spent the last couple of days and most of Monday night at the hospital. No it wasn’t me, his time but him.
On Sunday morning early Mick’s leg started to be painful. By the time we came home from church he could barely walk to the car. He rested up that day. When it was worse on Monday, I took him to the doctors. That started a whole cycle with him being sent for X-rays and then sent into the hospital to be admitted. We left here at 2:45pm and waited hours and hours.
Several times over the course of the evening Mick suggested I go home since he was going to be admitted. No way was I leaving him without knowing what was going on. Plus, I wanted to be there for him, the same as I knew he would have been with me if the situations were reversed. The reality is we’re used to doing thing together and being there for each other, because to us that’s what marriage is all about.
In the end, the diagnosis was not a bad as we had been led to believe which was a real answer to prayer. They gave him an intravenous drip of strong antibiotics and suggested we could go home. We finally got home again at 2am on Tuesday. Then it was back to the hospital later that morning for another lot of IV antibiotics and to see the doctor again.
In between these two we did find a lovely coffee ship that sold Fairtrade coffee which helps those in third world countries as well as serving gluten free food I could eat so that was a bonus. We enjoyed a brief lunch respite before seeing the doctor.
From that point it was back home and the doctor arranged for home visits from the community nurse twice a day for more of the IV drip and other care which has is what has been happening.
Meanwhile I’ve cancelled several activities to be here and look after him. This time it’s my turn to play, nurse where it was his last year when I did my arm. It really brings home the words of the marriage service ‘in sickness and in health.’ I’m just thankful that the prognosis was not as bad as first thought and that it he is starting to feel better though he is still in a bit of pain.
When things go wrong it makes me realize anew just how precious he is and caused me to be thankful for the marriage we have.
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