Reflections from Renie…

March 13th, 2010

During this time I wanted to share some different reflections from people.  This is a special note from my dear friend, Renie.  Thank you Renie, not only for helping to carry us during our time in the hospital, but also in this past year, thank you.

I Remember

I remember getting the call that Courtney was in the hospital

I remember wondering why I had gone to see that movie anyway

I remember praying for the fragile six babies who just weren’t ready for the world

I remember the adrenaline rush as we walked onto stork’s landing

I remember a waiting room full of folks just waiting, waiting for good news, any news

I remember calling and texting like never before

I remember wishing dr gregg was in town and not some group of residents

I remember a cold, dark room with lots of hushed whispers

I remember monitors and ivs I could not take my eyes off

I remember cold washcloths and ice chips and fanning court’s legs

I remember holding gingi in the hallway as she wept for her daughter

I remember wondering if mr bob knew what was going on

I remember mrs Elizabeth in work mode, not letting her guard down

I remember mr billy silent, but busy thinking, worrying, praying

I remember allen at court’s bedside holding her hand as he prayed

I remember their strength, their witness…their GOD!

I remember dr gregg coming back in town

I remember a new mood, it was gonna be okay

I remember a bright room with open curtains and pictures and cards

I remember laughter, and bedpans, and catheters

I remember rinseless shampoo and hairy legs

I remember losing baby #1

I don’t remember much after that…

I remember bargaining with GOD about his plan for this family

I remember thinking they would surely still leave with a baby

I remember new rooms and new nurses

I remember new ivs and labs, new medicines and ultrasounds

I remember folks bring food, lots of great food.

I remember countless whispered conversations in the hallway as we waited and waited and waited

I remember good days

I remember bad days

I remember the friends and family that rallied around as the tipping’s fought for survival

I remember the prayer meeting on the lawn in front of the hospital

I remember the concerned faces of those who loved Courtney and allen

I remember allen’s sisters flying  into town

I remember the relief that they were there, strength in numbers was our prayer

I remember their hotel room at the other end of the hospital wing

I remember the ob unit being so accommodating

I remember losing more babies

I remember it didn’t stop, like we all thought and prayed it would

I remember courtney’s pain

I remember allen’s pain

I remember their frustration

I remember their determination

I remember most, their peace, which can only come from HIM

I remember they were steadfast and held strong

I remember looking at them and seeing peace…seeing JESUS.

Thank you Courtney and Allen


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