You would think that medicine and overall health is pretty straight forward. You would think that it is black and white. You would think that a degree or a license covers all you need to know. You would think that training is enough to close the gaps when the moments of gray arise.
However, if there is anything I have learned over the past 9 months, it is that the body is so complex that only it's Creator, God Himself, is able to understand the intricacies within each of us. We are more than just a jumble of cells that have come together. I have fat thumbs, brown hair, and allergies I wish I could do without. My girls have blue eyes. My boys tan instead of burn. My husband dreams of running to work. Each of us is unique. Each of us created purposefully. Each of us looking like our Maker.
Louie is no different, yet he is completely different. His medical file is thicker than most...His list of medical issues is long. But, the truth remains, Louie was created by God - intentionally. There was no accident. So as medicine has struggled to understand his body at times, I have found peace in not having to have the answers because I know I can't change the course God has planned for him. Instead, I choose to trust and worship a God who loves my son more than I can even fathom.
AND...I have come to realize that God has also created amazing medical personnel to walk alongside us on this challenging road. After spending half of the week with Louie in the hospital, it has brought me to reflect on the people who have provided him intricate, complex, routine, intense, and delicate care over the past 9 months.
We have had some of the best nurses the world has to offer. People that see beyond medical charts to the needs of a child and the heart of parents struggling to understand. We have had doctors cry with us. We have had child life specialists go above and beyond to bring smiles where there is only pain. We have had an IR team keep us grounded when circumstances were challenging. We have had medical professionals hold our hands, lift our chins, and provide us care when hope was hard to find.
There are so many medical folks I could list by name. So many that have made our journey easier. So many that have seen us at our worst and still believed in us, in our son, and in hope. Hospitals and medical journeys can be overwhelming and threaten to consume one's spirit. They can cause you to doubt yourself and feel like you are a little crazy sometimes - or a lot crazy. Then there are times when you may not see eye to eye with your medical provider. Times when you feel wronged or angry at the care, or lack thereof, that you feel you or your loved one has received. Times that make you question competencies.
After spending so much time immersed in the medical world, I have come to fully believe that in the heart of everyone in the field - even those hard to deal with - there is good. There is a person. There is a real person who is fighting their own battles, and walking their own mountains and valleys. There is a person desiring to make a difference and do what is right even on their hardest days. There is a person needing grace the same way I do.
So today, I choose to be thankful that Louie has improved and we are home. But I am also very thankful for the men and women in the medical field who have devoted their lives to caring for others. Thankful for a path we don't have to walk alone. Thankful for the answers I don't have to find. Thankful for people who do really hard things...deal with difficult people...sit with crying families...hug hurting parents when the moment overwhelms...and then they go home to deal with their own stuff.
Friends, can you join me in offering grace, love, and gratitude to those in the medical profession today? Can you send a note or text of appreciation? Can you offer a prayer of protection over them? Can you see them as people, not perfect, but trying to give their best in hard places? Can you offer forgiveness not asked for, kindness that may go unseen, and hope that their best will be enough for the needs of those they care for today?
To all in the medical field who have personally cared for Louie and our family in any way, thank you...from the bottom of my heart...from the depths of my prayers...thank you. The gift you have given to my family is more than I can repay. My greatest prayer is that God will give you wisdom for another day...and that you will have the grace to offer back to people and families like ours...people who like you, are trying to navigate this wild journey of life the best they know how. We need each other. We need the Lord. May the gratitude and kindness overtake all differences and give us the courage to press on.