Sunday, May 12, 2013

May 11th Shocking News!

Today's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry will be posted as May 12, 2013, but the reality is that I was in hospital for 15 days and could not post entries during that time.

If you read yesterday's LwL entry, you'll be aware that even though I was admitted to hospital, through the hospital's emergency room (ER), I spent a couple of days in ER on a gurney.  There were no available beds.

As you've probably read, I was finally given a bed in a ward in room #706.  My daughter P once again requested that I be checked to see if I had picked up a staph infection, MRSA.  Just before I went to sleep, I was tested.

When I awoke in the ward, on the morning of Saturday, May 11th, a nurse handed me a pamphlet.  It was about MRSA.  And, she told me I tested positive.

I was asked to not leave my curtained area.  It was explained to me that hospital protocol was such that I had to be isolated.  I was told I would be moved into a private room.

A while later, the nurse returned to speak with me.  She explained that I was fortunate, in the sense that the MRSA was not on my skin; nor, was it airborne.  Apparently, it was contained to my wound area, where I hadn't healed since my surgery in September 2012.

It was further explained to me, that because the MRSA was contained to my wound, I wasn't able to spread the disease.  I praised God for this!

Still, hospital protocol had to be enforced.

When I spoke with my daughter P, who had kept insisting I needed to be checked, she wasn't surprised that I indeed had MRSA.  She may have not been shocked, but I was.


In fact, I could hardly even think about the situation, without feeling overwhelmed.  So, I didn't do that.  Think about it, I mean.

Instead, I shallowly breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth.  While doing this, I prayed silently.  And, praised my Lord, for providing for me, always.

After all, what good would it have done to become stressed and uptight?  It would only have proven to be hurtful to me, in many possible ways.

Instead, I tried to focus on Bible verses.  One I thought about was Psalm 34:19, "Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of them all."

And, I trusted my Lord, Jesus Christ to heal me.  And, am still trusting Him to deliver me from this affliction.

Instead of being moved from the ward, to the private room so I could be isolated, I was moved into a semi-private room.  For those who don't know what a semi-private room is, it is a room where two (2) people share the room.

This happened after I was told that the woman they thought was being released to go home, who had been occupying the private room, had a stroke as she was getting dressed to leave the hospital.

Until next time...

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