It's been almost 2 months since Lucy fell off the back of our sofa and hit the back of her head on our hard wood floor. Honestly, that's kind of an every day occurrence when you have a house full of littles but this time was different. Her scream of pain was different, and of course the side affects that followed made us realize this was serious.
The week in the hospital with her is honestly kind of a blur. Jared and I were kind of in robot mode as we just did what we needed to do to get by. It wasn't until recently that all of the emotions from that haunting week in the hospital hit me. I've just been a ball of emotions lately thinking through every little detail from feeling overwhelmed with love by friends and family to having a break down and sobbing at the thought of almost losing my sweet baby girl.
Mostly, I am so eternally grateful to my heavenly father. We don't know yet that Lucy's brain is 100% healed but we know it's definitely better and I owe that to God. It truly is a miracle that she has made such progress without having ANY kind of treatment. Praise God! At one point in the hospital, we were told that she would need brain surgery and that it could be fatal but because God had his hand on the situation, He started healing her and the doctors could see that. So much so that the doctors felt it best to simply do nothing and continue to let God heal her. Days later we were sent home with a bubly, happy, pain free girl.
I can't tell you how overjoyed I am to be the mother of Lucy Isabelle. She brings so much joy to my life. With that said, through all that we went through, no matter the outcome, we were trusting God. There was a moment when we thought that God may have been calling her home to Him. That would have been the worst thing I can imagine but I can tell you, we would have trusted God. You never know what this life may bring but I do know that you'll have the best life available to you if you trust in Him.
I honestly feel guilty accepting this gift of saving Lucy. I know there are so many parents out there who have lost a child or have very sick children and my heart goes out to you. It really does. If nothing else, this has taught me so much about empathy. God has taken my heart and put it into the hands of those who are hurting. I heard this song on the radio today and the words really spoke to my heart.
You lift me up when I am weak
Your arms wrap around me
Your love catches me so I'm letting go
You lift me up when I can't see
Your heart is all that I need
Your love carries me so I'm letting go
Please pray for Lucy this morning as we go in for an MRI to check on her sweet brain. She has to go under anesthesia and doesn't do well with it. We'll keep you posted, my dear prayer warriors.
Love, Melinda
