While I’ve been on bed rest, I’ve had the opportunity to
think A LOT. Thinking for me pretty much always leads to analyzing things, in
this case, others.
I’ve never had any sort of medical problems. (I know, poor
me, right?) To be honest, for a while I was quite scared for my baby’s life. After
having this scare of our baby being born very prematurely, I’ve gotten all
sorts of reactions from people.
Those who call 2-3 times a week to see how I’m feeling.
Those who ask me how I’m doing and want a sincere answer
Those who bring me books and flowers
Those who offer to bring food to our home
Those who bring me things to do with my hands (sewing)
Those who offer their dog for comfort
Those who call after they heard the news to find out what’s
going on
Those who tell me “don’t worry, we’ll be able to go
shopping in a few weeks.” Though they have no idea if it’s true
Those who offer their prayers
Those who offer to make me food to be eaten in bed
Those who don’t talk to me at all about what’s going on,
but continue to have a conversation like everything is normal.
Those who ask me a million questions to understand what’s
going on
Those who talk to nurses to get some more “insight” as to
what’s going on
To all of you who have done these things, I thank you. It would
be really easy to read our blog or hear about our situation and think “that
stinks for them”. But to you who have taken the time to pray or/and do something
to support us, I say thanks times a million. I hope you know your kind actions
and prayers were felt. Because of your prayers I have literally felt more at
ease with what’s going on.
Thanks times a million
Jess