This page depicts when Sky Baby (Yes, names have changed a little bit for this blog.) was having a blast in a huge snow fall back in 2010 while she was coming down with a seemingly harmless cough at the time. I remember hearing her cough as I took these photos. We had no idea what lay ahead for her, and for us--her family.
Her cough was soon accompanied by a fever, and at points a relatively high fever. She fought the fever for four days before she spiked a fever high of 104 on the fifth day. I proceeded to take her to the doctors telling them that she shouldn't be spiking a fever like that on the fifth day of a virus. I knew something was wrong, but I was told that some viruses last eight to ten days. I ended up taking her to the pediatricians three times in four days. After a night when I saw her spike a fever of 105, I demanded more attention to her symptoms and told them I was taking her to the hospital. The doctor concurred with me. Sky Baby was diagnosed with pneumonia and was admitted; however, her infection wouldn't respond to antibiotics. The girls were banned from seeing each other because Sky Baby's health scare occurred during the H1N1 scare, so I took pictures of the girls to show each girl how the other one was doing. I was trying whatever I could to help lift their spirits as they missed each other greatly.
It was a long road. Sky Baby spent a total of about 12 days in the hospital including two days in the PICU, after a bronchial scope went south and Sky Baby needed 15 liters of oxygen and was almost intubated. She had a gastric tube placed at one point due to concerns of TB and she was held prisoner in her little room during that time. She was placed on various antibiotics (the big guns were brought out) and vanc levels had to be checked and such, therefore, blood was drawn frequently. She eventually had a PICC line placed for easier access for IVs and blood draws. I took a nasty spill one night in PICU, where Little Man and I had to be checked out as I was pregnant with him at the time. It was during that check-up that it was discovered that Little Man had some concerns with his renals. Sky Baby spent a total of 19 days straight with fevers before her fever finally subsided. When she did come home, Scot and I proceeded to administer her IV antibiotics through her PICC line for two additional weeks.
Through everything that we went through during that time, however, God showed me so many things... so many things... He took the things which scared me most and He used them to grow my faith in a way that at times, I am almost at a loss for words to describe. God was and is good. The page pictured just above reflects how God saw us through it all; the joy that came from it all. Just days before Sky Baby's PICC line was to be removed, Paize took a hard hit to the head when she fell on the sidewalk while she was finally enjoying playing with her sister. Sky Baby's pulmonary specialist even announced the day her PICC line was to be removed that Paize's hit to the head was now more of a concern than Sky Baby's lungs. Paize was fine though and Sky Baby's PICC line was removed the day before our church's Daddy/Daughter Dance. Looking at these pictures (and yes I have what appears to be several copies of the same pose, but each girl had a precious expression in each frame), I remember how God saw us through even up until the day before that dance. God was good and He allowed us to breath in the sweet, fresh air of peace and love that day. And like Scot being the father of and to his children; who also loves his children dearly, so does our Heavenly Father. What a great depiction of God's love for us, even during the hard times. What a wonderful page to follow-up the prior pages with than with the above page and its depiction!
And yet the trials didn't stop after that day of the dance. We had others which laid just ahead of us, like our new concerns and focus on our unborn son's kidneys for instance; but we had a new way to cope and approach those trials with God's hope, love, and our faith which had grown tremendously during that time. These scrapbook pages reminds me of just that--God loves us like a Father and He is with us during the difficult times and He can provide us strength to overcome them if we just run into His fatherly arms. He will never give us more than we can handle...Amen.
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