Life For My Wife
The day started as any other. As normal as normal can be in our household.
My wife, Jonda, had just underwent triple bypass surgery on her heart. She seemed to be doing well with all that she has dealt with. The last checkup by her heart surgeon showed she had some fluid around one of her lungs. While we were there, he inserted a long needle in her back and pulled fluid out. He then told us to keep an eye on her breathing.
Every other day she has to go to kidney dialysis for 4 hours. This was one of those days. Jonda had mentioned that it seemed difficult for her to get air while she was sleeping.
She came home from dialysis. I asked if I could run and do a few things that were needed. She felt it would be fine. On my way into town, I spotted an ambulance heading out of town. No, it couldn't be, I thought. I stopped at the nearest payphone and called home. Yes, my gut-feeling was right; the ambulance was there to get her.
I met them at our local hospital which is part of St. Johns hospital in Springfield, Missouri. They did tests and x-rays and told me that her lung was partially collapsed with a lot of fluid around it. They put a call in to Dr Huang ( the heart Doctor ). The fluid must come out!
I must say that all the personnel at St. Johns of Lebanon were very professional and caring. They allowed me to stay as they used an ultra-sound and inserted a needle through her back, being cautious not to hit either her heart or lung. They pulled 700 ML of fluid off, but her lung still wasn't expanding. Now fear really set in. I was scared and even more so, she was.
Again I found myself asking Why God, why?
Springfield By Ambulance
They loaded her in the ambulance again and took the 50 mile trip to Springfield, Missouri.
The consensus was that they would have to get all the fluid drained. They only way was to put a tube in her chest. Both Jonda and I had to sign a paper that she could possibly die through this procedure. I made sure that I could stay with her through this painful procedure. In my mind the thought was: If they kill my wife, someone else will die too.
Well, all went well. After several days of having that tube, she drained about 1700 ML of fluid off.
I brought my wife home two days ago.
I first want to thank God and our Lord Jesus. My wife of 27 years is precious to me and to lose her would certainly kill me.
I want to thank all those Doctors and Nurses. Thanks for what you do.
I also must thank all of our friends and family who have been in prayer and have talked with me and let me lean on them. Also all the cards she received were a smile on her face.
One of the ultrasound guys said that God surely has something "big" planned for my wife gave us inspiration. I believe what he said, because why would she have to face all these trials if there wasn't.
To let you all know, Jonda is doing better. The heat and humidity don't help a lot, but she is breathing better.
Thanks God for letting me have her for a while longer!
© G.L. Boudonck
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