Well, since the last post that I typed, it has been a busy time.
On Thursday, while I was still at school, I received a call from my wife saying that the doctor needed her to come in again. I guess that there was some of the placenta left after the first D&E (Dilation and Evacuation). The first one was really hard. Mostly for my wife. Right after finding out that we had lost our baby, she has to go in for this procedure. And it is a pretty extensive procedure. I personally feel like anything that you need to be put under for, is a little scary. So here we are a week and a day later, and they tell us that we need to do it again! Not good news.
So, we go in for this procedure. I am really feeling for my wife, but I am also trying to get geometry papers graded while I am sitting in the hospital.
After the procedure is over, all I am hoping for is that my wife can start to get healthy again. It has been so long, that neither one of us can remember what normal life was like. The next day, I head off to school, thinking that maybe things will start to get back to normal. At this point, the school work is starting to pile up. I have final exams to type, tests to grade, grades to figure, etc.
We make it through Friday, but by the end of the day she is starting to feel sick. The antibiotic that she is on, to fight the infection in her uterus, is reacting incorrectly with her system. Next thing you know, she is being admitted into the hospital. Right now we are waiting to find out if she is going to have to stay there for another day. There is a possibility that the infection has spread to other parts of her body. At this point, that wouldn't surprise either one of us one little bit.
Have you ever heard of Murphy's Law? You know, the one that says, "If it can go wrong, it will go wrong." Well, I am firmly convinced that Murphy's Mother's maiden name was Harmless. I just keep thinking that things are going to get better, but then something else goes wrong.
Now, just so you know, we are trying to keep the right perspective. As I have been traversing back and forth through those hospital walls, I know that there are those there that have a much harder situation. In fact, I know that there is a children's hospital attached to this one, and there is a whole floor of children with terminal cancer.
Whatever the situation, I know that God is in it, and that He is wanting to use this in our lives. But the body and the mind wear thin. There is fatigue and stress, worry and fear. Trusting in God doesn't mean that these things are absent. But instead it means that God's grace is present. And God's grace is always in an equivalent quantity to the trial that we are going through.
Anyway, I just wanted to let you all know the current status of the Harmlesses.
Thank you all for your prayers!