The Hospital and Sabbath

It is a great Sabbath today. I just left the hospital with my son and mother after going there on Thursday afternoon.

My last work visit ended earlier than expected so I headed home to work from home, but learned my son was vomiting several times that day. He also wasn't breathing right so I called the pcp and then decided to head to a hospital with a pediatric emergency department. I went to the main emergency room to register and it was packed with people. The representative had me fill out a card and slip it in a slot so I could queue for registration and I waited about 15 to 20 minutes when a nurse who happened to be in passing heard my son's attempts to breathe and whimpers. She said he wasn't in a good state and was going to take him back right away when the representative finally called his name. He had me sign one form and we went back immediately with the nurse to finish the registration in a room with his bed. Within 3 minutes mt son, mom, and I were surrounded by 6-8 medical professionals, several of which were nurses, a doctor, a pediatric behavioral clinician, and other technicians working on the iv and medicines.

The Lord just had it so my mother had enough time to park my car and get inside so that this nurse who was on her way to some place else would pass near and hear his struggle. Prior to returning home, I had plans to work from home and so when I thought to take him to the ER, I grabbed every electronic and item I  needed for a long night. I didn't expect them to admit him.

Friday I had a school meeting scheduled for my son to get him into the disabled program. I ended up going alone and afterwards, stopping to get real food (not hospital food), for my mom. I am thankful that I have such flexibility with my job that I can work from home if emergencies arise. I was able to get my work done at the hospital and schedule meetings with the school district with no issue.

The Lord had it that I got home in time when my son started getting really sick. I learned later that he was having a reactive airway disease (RAD not to be confused with reactive attachment disorder), which is often the precursor to diagnosing an individual with asthma. This was the first time this has happened. The hospital was awesome and despite the constant 2 hour respiratory treatments and vital sign checks, I enjoyed the stay there.

The nurses, physicians, clinicians, food service, and play area were all blessings and God had it so we were all taken care of. I have had a hospital stay for myself and visited others in hospitals in high standing in my region and they don't make the mark as this place did. My son is home, healthier, happy and asleep peacefully next to me.

This is my testimony today.