That's how long Kenny and Pam have been in Birmingham at UAB Hospital. That's almost how long it's been since I've blogged. Between getting and giving updates from the hospital, going up there, teaching online, and babysitting, the days are gone before I can turn around. It's been a long twenty-three days...
Much longer for Pam and Kenny though. Twenty- three days since they slept in their bed, ate real food, used their own tub. Twenty-three days since they sat in their recliners, walked around the block,cooked supper. Twenty-three days of sleeping at a 30 degree incline or curled in a fetal position in a hard chair. Twenty-three nights of x-rays at 1:30 A.M. and vitals taken every two hours. Twenty-three days and nights of different nurses, patient care techs, members of the surgical team. Twenty-three days of playing musical rooms.
I pray for rest where there has been none, peace where there has been anxiety, gentle nurses, and thorough doctors. I pray for help with pain management and a balm for frazzled nerves. I pray for strength for all the family and for Kenny's body. I pray for a different kind of strength for Pam.
Twenty-three days is a long time, but we know that God has everything under control and is working on his own timetable. We will be patient. We will not be anxious. Nothing is too big for God. Jeremiah 32:17
