An Angel in Scrubs

Please excuse the double post. For one, Blessed are the Merciful, did not post on feeds.

For two, the surgery hasn’t happened yet. Yes, we have been waiting all day.

I do want to explain more clearly. Yesterday morning, we got a call that Jason’s mom, Sue, got a sudden splitting headache with nausea and vomiting. It hurt so bad, she asked her husband to take her to the ER. This amazing woman would not even go to the Doctor for a major spider bite until a week later, when come to find out, it was a BLACK WIDOW. To say she is tough is an understatement. For her to REQUEST emergency service? Very bad and we knew it.

They found a brain hemorrhage. A big one. Ten to twelve centimeters on the right side of her head. She did not lose any feeling or movement in her arms, legs, and fingers. She is very aware of where she is, who she is, and what is going on. They did have to drain the pressure off the brain yesterday with a tube. She has a nice new haircut for the wedding and will have an even prettier one when they do brain surgery to fix the hemorrhage.

That is where the tricky part comes in. She was born without a crossover vein. One major artery feeds the left brain. One feeds the right. Nothing in the middle. The surgery is VERY difficult. One false snip and she is brain dead on the right side. The staff at XYZ hospital assured us, they could do such a delicate surgery no problem. They assured us, she was in capable hands. Did I mention they seemed a little TOO happy? Reminding me of Grey’s, but I digress.

XYZ RN’s were needing reminders of her bed angle for her drain. They had to take blood three times, because the machine didn’t read it right (huh?). Let’s just say, our confidence was not boosted.

This morning when they did the mapping for her brain and the surgery, everything seemed well. The surgery staff meet Jason, the husband, and other brothers. All seemed capable and confident – ahem, eager. It can be a good sign. Then the anesthesiologist stepped up to meet with them. Alone. He looked them in the eye and said, “Don’t do this here.”

Imagine the crumbling foundation as this news took hold. Sue was in pre-op. Ready to go. He told them his mother had this same thing happen three months ago. He gave them the name of top neurological surgeon who does these day in and day out. He also shared that the Doctor doing the surgery at XYZ hospital had only done THIS tricky type of surgery FOUR months ago. He was not seasoned, nor regular at it. Neither was the staff.

Grenade.

They could not in good conscience go through with it at that point, without first trying to find this neuro doc. Since XYZ hospital could not list the name of the hospital he worked at, the family had to find out for themselves (darn, you red hospital tape). Then…..see who would admit her, if a bed was available, and if the surgeon would do it. All right away, since the time bomb in her head is ticking. It was a waiting game for the insane.

Finally, this afternoon the transfer went through. We can breathe a little easier and KNOW she is going to get the BEST neuro care possible. I feel better about it already. Even more so, I know our prayers for guidance are being answered as this came down to the wire – literally.

An Angel in scrubs showed us the way. It also happens to be the hospital Jason supports in his IT field. Coincidence?

Our wedding is the least of our concern right now. Yes it will happen on Oct. 10th. God willing Sue will be there with a pretty pink head bandage, wheeled down the aisle by her sons.

My dear friends at work are already stepping up into her very large shoes. She was doing 90% of the wedding. In fact, I talked to her the night before about wedding stuff. She couldn’t wait and loved planning it. Knowing her, she is simply NOT going to miss it.

Keep praying my friends. We thank you with all our hearts. The surgery will be tonight or tomorrow morning.

Blessed are the Merciful

….for they shall obtain mercy.
-Matthew 5:7

How appropriate that this was today’s verse in Greg Laurie’s devotion. It was exactly what I needed to read, because out of all the people I have ever met, there is none more deserving of mercy than Sue; Jason’s mom, my future mom-in-law.

His devotion states…….“Yet Jesus said, “Blessed are the merciful. . . . ” Mercy is something we do, not just something we feel. It means to help a person in need, to rescue the miserable. Mercy means a sense of pity, plus a desire to relieve the suffering. Simply saying, “I feel your pain” is not mercy. Mercy is meeting the need, not just feeling it. Real mercy is pity plus action.”

On Saturday Jason and I helped Sue clean up a house of man who died from her Church. She was preparing it for an estate sale, because the grown children of this man were to grieved to deal with the process. The mom had died several years earlier. It is a home filled with many “collectibles”. It took hard work to even attempt the organization, and after she had already worked on it for three days before, it looked pretty good when we left. Why did she go to all the trouble? Because of mercy and heart. No other reason. No benefit at all. She was being kind and helping someone in need. That is just the person she is. She reaches out in love and embraces others to show them love in action, in which she receives in return.

She is now due her mercy. It is in God’s hands, as she awaits surgery on her brain from a ruptured blood vessel that occurred yesterday morning. One of those unbelievable things that happen suddenly and quickly. We cannot fathom the reasons, or understand the whys.

She is by far the kindest, most loving, heart-centered, self-less human being I have ever met. She doesn’t miss an opportunity to hug.


Sue hugs Bridget.

She raised three of the most gentlest, sweet men on the planet.


Sue with her two youngest sons, Jason and Todd.

Every chance to gather the family to her, to cook, to play, to hug, to lovingly thrive in every moment, beaming with pride at her family. She is a beautiful soul inside and out.


Fourth of July 2010.

I don’t know what today holds. All I know is a very precious woman who I love and adore fights for her life and I pray with all my heart for mercy and the action of it in her healing and restoration. I am on my way to hold the hand of her son. A man who wouldn’t be who he is without her nurture. A man who has been at the hospital all night and day along with his brothers and step-dad.

I witnessed a miracle when a fellow blogger Spot’s husband was in a near fatal car crash. He went home from the hospital two weeks later. From the pictures of the car, that was incredible. I believe in miracles and we need one right now.

If you are a prayer warrior, would you pray this prayer today as Sue goes to surgery. It is from a my dear friend Sandy. She posted to my Facebook and I think it is an earnest request.

Dear Father in heaven, please be with Sue and all the family members right now. Guide the doctors hands and minds and decisions in what they have to do. Lord, you are the great healer and prayers are so powerful. Give peace, to… all the family members and loved ones. Thank you father for your guidance during this time. In your precious name….Amen!!!!!

Sighting Home

**photos by Angelia

One-hundred and seventy-eight miles Northeast of my residence, lies a small Oklahoma town. Outside of town is an even smaller slice of country life; a blip on the map. Therein lies my home of childhood, at least most of childhood. It is different now. The trees are taller, the windows more obscure behind the smoky glaze of age.

Knickknacks have come and gone, although some still stand their place of posturing on the shelf. The carpet replaced; from laminate, to shag, to wood. Bathroom faucets spray from an unfiltered spout in a rough sideways fountain. The kitchen window no longer overlooks an in-ground pool. The pool long filled in. The back-yard tree canopies the view, casting over the window, a green filtering sunlight shade of leaves.

The small shrub plants a foot tall are now tree size.

The country made Bees love them.

Such beauty at work.

In harmony.

In peace.

Maybe they see you, and wonder your purpose as well.

A happy cottage beckons it’s promise of playful cheer.

Spring flowers long past their bloom bake in the sun, awaiting the turn of season.

Three hours of driving to sight home. Three hours to revel in the brisk nature, city sidewalks just don’t encapsulate. Sentiment, and wonder alive through the lens.

Joie de vivre cradled in a ripened era.

I, literally, could not put my camera away.

Home, not just from the dusty gravel road, but from the 55mm lens of grown-up aspect.

Wordless: Wordful Wednesday- A post within a post

It’s an inception post. Yes, I saw the movie. Inception is brilliant. It is exactly the kind of movie I love…..why? It has action, twists, and innovative ideas. Not to mention, I love Leonardo Di Caprio (yes, I know there are haters, but I grew up with him) and I love the Juno actress, Ellen Page.

I can’t always hear a movie word for word. What can I say….I have really bad hearing. If I have images, and things to see that helps me not worry that I didn’t hear every word. If the visuals are mind blowing, then all the better. Inception definitely delivered on that and more. The last hour of the movie, I was literally on the edge of my chair. I say again, brilliant. Go see it, if you like different, imaginative, and cutting edge.

One week ago, this was my post, Wordless Wednesday- A blast from the past. It turned into a photo caption contest. I am proud to say, I had my daughter pick a winner out of all the entries. This kid has a super power in wit, and her favorite caption (drumroll please)……….

“WOAH! That kid just put a ball from the skee ball machine in his mouth!!!”
-by Go, Pop, Go!

He just had a new baby, and I bet he has that exact same look on his face. Way to go Pop!

Now, for my wordless? wordful Wednesday post. Just in case you thought the last picture was a fluke of Sydney and I sharing like expressions. Maybe it wasn’t. 🙂

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