From the desk of Kyle
In our last post, Elizabeth wrote about Reese fighting RSV. Unfortunately, this week it developed into a more severe respiratory infection and it required Reese to be hospitalized. When we took her Tuesday night, we knew immediately they would admit her. Her O2 levels were low enough while she was awake that we knew they would fall dangerously low when she slept. Thankfully, they admitted us to the same respiratory floor we have always visited at Kosair Children’s Hospital. We ended up having the same attending Doctor we’ve had from our previous visits and even the 3rd year resident we remembered from back when she was an intern just 2 years ago. While it’s no fun to visit a children’s hospital often enough that you are known by nurses and doctors, it’s nice to have comfort and fellowship with the medical staff.
She’s trying to break out! She wanted to crawl around so bad.
My little fighter.
On Wednesday, Reese McClain’s O2 levels were high enough that they took her off oxygen. She slept through the night with no need for O2 and we were discharged Thursday! God is good! The doctors think that because of her growing strength, she’s able to cough more of the fluid from her lungs and recover faster. In the past when we were admitted, we were there for at least a week! We pray that her growth and strength continues. We are now home and have been told by the doctors to not travel with her for the next 7 to 10 days. She needs her respiratory vest and breathing treatments 4 times a day. She’s also on a 10 day antibiotic. While keeping her home for over a week is not fun, we know we must focus on her health and look forward to warm weather!
It’s thumper time! That’s what we call the respiratory vest.
Reading one of our favorite books, The Napping House.
Not only has the trials with Reese been our focus this week, we’ve also dealt with sorrow. This past Saturday my grandmother Lucille Nichols passed away at the age of 92. It was not unexpected, she had been in assisted living for almost 3 years and her health was failing. She was such a strong woman with a heavy influence on my life. After my mother, she was the women who helped raise me more than any other. She raised 4 strong Nichols sons of her own and had 7 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren. She lived a long life full of work, fun, and her family. She loved her family more than anything and spoiled us grand children as much as she was allowed. We’ll miss our Granny but we take comfort in knowing that she was a believer. She is now with Jesus and there is no where else she would want to be.
Granny holding Reese on her 90th Birthday. Reese was only 6 months old.
God’s plan for us in this world is sometimes very hard to understand but his plans are always for his glory. That was proven once again this week in another passing of a very important woman in our lives. This past Tuesday morning as we were to prepare to bury my grandmother, my parents longtime next door neighbor Gay Hower passed away at the age of 76 from a brain tumor. I have lived next to Gay since I was born and she and her husband Tommy are like my second grandparents. Their house is next door to my parents and the path between our homes has been worn down so much after 25 years, that we finally had to put in a sidewalk. They are the type of neighbors that you can escape to as a teenager when mom and dad are being annoying or you just want someone to talk to. It’s the type of home where I talked politics, sports, current events, and laughed about anything and everything.
They hosted a wedding shower for Elizabeth and I when we were married and their 53 years of marriage was a great example to us of what a strong biblical marriage should be. Gay was one of the most sincere and thoughtful women I have ever known. I loved her for her sharp tongue, quick whit, and her ability to listen. There were many times when she gave advice I didn’t want to hear or tried to ignore, but she was never wrong. She loved my brother and I like we were one of her own and we will all look back on our time with her with very fond memories. I know she is in heaven singing praise and glory to God.
As the title of this post says, this was the week of trials and tests. As a believer in the God of the Bible, no where does it say in the Bible that Christian’s are supposed to have it easier than others. In fact, the Bible states quite the opposite. It refers to these trials and tests as a blessing. “Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the lord has promised to those who love him. – James 1:12
This past week we have cried, we have stressed, we have worried, we have mourned, we have laughed, and we have prayed. My continued prayer is that I will tell everyone that God has a plan for his glory, and it will always be good.
“From him and through him and to him are all things. To him be the glory forever. Amen. – Romans 11:36
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