Life Lesson: Does God really know the number of hairs on our head??? And I change my answer!!!
When I was a “baby” Christian and even young adult I would have answered, ummm it’s not literal but figurative! Until God showed me I was wrong! 😂
A little background…Katy our oldest daughter the one who was in the accident with me, has an amazing testimony to be so young! Man am I thankful to be her mama! I could write 4 posts as quickly as lightening how God has worked miracles and taught me things from her! I mean she is still 13(and carries my temper genes 😉)
When she was 3 she underwent neurosurgery. Children’s hospital in Dallas was amazing and God blessed us with a team of ah inspiring surgeons (including Dr. Bradley Weprin that was on Ben Carson’s team) Favor of the Lord! Complete!!!
Anyway, the day of the surgery there were some inner struggles! We were facing a 7 hr surgery on around her spinal cord, skull, and vertebrae. She was 3 and 27 lbs. We had also learned she probably spent every day of those three years in pain. Daily! You would never know it! 💔
We had a few family members there with us, countless praying, we were young parents clinging to hope, faith, and more faith!
At around 5.5/6 hrs in we got a page to meet the doctor in a private room…
It’s the longest walk to the private room!
Dr. Weprin still in scrubs from cap to booties looked as white as a ghost, blood completely washed out, nothing like the crisper man we met bright and early at 5/6am…
It went like textbook! He pulled his cap off and eased into the metal/plastic hospital chair…
I think Chris and I just sat in shock because of looking at him we secretly were waiting for the worst! It’s funny now, and I apologize if you have heard this story but…”we can’t imagine what “challenging” difficult, close-call, or even tragic looks like”
So here is the point to this post… in recovery only one can go back, from there we would be moved to ICU. I looked over at Chris like over my dead body you go back first!
He didn’t even challenge it’s just a funny thing the maternal mama bear 🐻
A nurse led me back to a recovery room. There was a long row of children… I didn’t count but a lot. The nurse explained that Katy was not doing well coming out of anesthesia!
Ok! I was ready for whatever that meant!
If God brought us this far like “textbook” the rest he has!
She brought me to a child with think beautiful black hair and olive skin. The child was screaming and squirming. She said Katy is not doing well!
Ok what do I do?
Well she might do better if you hold her or comfort her!
I still did not get it! She motioned for me to come forward and hold “Katy”
Um that’s not my Katy
(Slight panic but Katy is common name mid-grade level of concern)
Another nurse realizing there must be a mistake she said, ” oh this is Katy Eeeerkenohrst”
( ☝🏼highest level of panic📈)
No! I’m Jennifer Eikenhorst and this is not Katy Eikenhorst! Where is my baby? She just had brain surgery!!!
Like at once or at least I remember it this way 3 nurses surround me trying to get me in the hall to figure out the mess and out of the “quiet” recovery room.
But I wasn’t budging
I’m not leaving here until you tell me where she is!
Ma’am we just need you to..
“That’s her foot!” I shouted
😧😮😲the nurses I’m sure we’re like what?
That’s her foot! I repeated already plowing through to get to her side! I spotted the curve of her small chubby, still toddler foot from across the room! It was just poking out of the warm hospital white blanket! Her face was harder to see because of the breathing tube and wires, etc.
But I recognized her foot!
Of course I did! I bathed and kissed those toes, tickled them!!! They were mine! I helped make them! You don’t know you have these special skills as a mother and intricate knowledge till you need them! 😉
Needless to say lots of “people” from hospital staff came to check on us! Her name sticker had been put on the other girls chart! I am happy to report they did not do the wrong and unnecessary brain surgery on the other sweet child that was mad as a hornet!
It took a while after Katy was better for me to feel normal again! It’s exhausting when something is wrong with your baby!
While reflecting one day I realized! 💡
God knows the exact number of hairs on my head and on your head!
When I was @ 16 my parents asked me if I was fanatical in my walk with Christ. As a teenager I said No!
I change my answer mom and dad! I am fanatical!
I have tasted the goodness of God and my eyes have seen his wonders!