Miracles and Moms

Yesterday, December 8th, was a very important day in the Catholic Church. We celebrate Mary being conceived, and placed in her mother's womb.  For all mother's and daughters it is a thoughtful day to remember how we begin, together.   Mary's last words in the Bible are "do as He says" (meaning Jesus).  He asks us to pray when we are confused, lost and alone, forsaken and abandoned, abused.  Mary had many times in her life when she was lost to what God's great plan would be and she prayed while contemplating these events in her heart. I wish to follow her example and hope that my children will do the same, while our lives may have challenging moments, none are as heartbreaking as hers.

 
Many of you are aware that my mom had elective orthopedic surgery in mid September.  She woke up on the Saturday that she was to be discharged and tried to muddle through the morning while multiple embolisms pushed  their way through her body.  She shook and collapsed as they landed in her lungs, setting up camp and owning the space where oxygen needed to be instead.  Her heart was strained from the events and before we knew what was happening we were unpacking her things in a sterile cardiac care room.  She had tubes everywhere and looked like a child laying on her bed.  My mom had both knees replaced and I wondered how she was ever going to rehab now?

We prayed, prayed, prayed that she would not have a stroke AND our prayer was answered.  We know that many of you prayed with us and we are so grateful!

The next few days surgeons, internists, and cardiologists all remarked the same thought: they had never seen an embolism as large as hers. They shook their heads, they cast their eyes down.  We realized that this embolism was not going away anytime soon.

We prayed, prayed, prayed that somehow it would go away, and we asked for your same prayers and you prayed with us and we are so thankful!

The next few weeks we searched for someone who had worked with patients with large embolisms, we had her appointment set, they ran tests, and we waited for our next date together which was yesterday, December 8th, 2011.

We kept praying, we kept asking for prayers.  You prayed with us and we are so appreciative.

Yesterday morning, my mom's doctor had the joy of turning to his patient and declaring that the largest clot WAS GONE!, nowhere to be found.  Basically, he gave her the only Christmas present she had wanted, her heath.  There was no need to discuss open heart and lung surgery, she could come off the oxygen slowly but surely. She was a medical miracle and we are in awe.

AND that is  why we pray! and why we are so thankful to so many of you who carried our prayers for us when we were too drained to do it ourselves.  We are so humbled that so many of you were willing to support us on this journey.  We will never know how to repay your kindness, your thoughtfulness, your generosity.   God Bless all of you this December with your Advent and Christmas traditions and your Hanukkah celebrations.

For my naysayers....my mom and I know all prayer isn't answered as we would want, see what we mean here

But we do trust that God has an Ultimate Plan.

Nothing is more beautiful than a mother's love; for they love you as you are, Perfectly Human.