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I suppose there is never a convenient time for an extended hospital stay, but our recent medical problems struck at a particularly inconvenient time for us. In the midst of packing up our house, showing it to potential buyers, and tending to all the details necessary to moving a family cross-country, we simply did not have time for me to laze around in a hospital bed for days on end! (Believe me, I tried explaining this to my doctor many times and she was, shall we say, marginally sympathetic.)
The grace in the midst of all this stress and anxiety?
My Husband: He was already handling a vast array of moving related responsibilities, and since October 2nd, has taken on mine as well. All this in addition to being the sole parent at home and navigating the changes from one job to another.
My Mother: The minute I alerted her that I was stuck in the hospital, she made plans to be here within hours. Then, she spent the next week helping supervise the kids and our home while my husband finished his last week at work.
Family & Friends: My older brother and his wife sent me flowers, chocolates, and encouraging e-mails; my younger brother called me at least once every day; friends have called, sent e-mails and provided meals; and a couple of our brawny pals of the male persuasion lent their muscle to our moving effort.
All of these wondeful people have taken on extra responsibilities and gone out of their way to express love and encouragement. They were willing tools, vessels for the grace of God which I needed minute by minute as I lay in the hospital and fretted over how my kids, husband, home, things could possibly continue in a state approximating normalcy without my presence.
(Everyone survived, by the way. So my sojourn in the hospital was not only boring, anxiety-inducing and inconvenient, it was humbling as well. )
Two weeks ago we had a moving plan. It was thorough, accounting for all financial and logistical details. It was firm.
Now we have a new plan. It might change tomorrow afternoon, and if not then, it might change anytime soon after that. Or it might work out…
Revising my expectations,