Monday, March 18, 2019

I Stand All Amazed

We have seen so many miracles and blessings throughout Kate's medical problems during the last month. I don't ever want to forget these miracles, so I decided to write them down. I am sharing them because there were so many people praying for Kate and they deserve to see the fruit of their faith and prayers. The goodness of God has truly been evident throughout this difficult experience.

-About two weeks before all of Kate's medical problems arose, our van broke down and needed a major repair. Shortly after that problem was fixed, the battery totally died and needed to be replaced. I remember thinking, "Well, what else could go wrong?!" (A dangerous question, I will warn you.) While these events were frustrating at the time, I have looked back with gratitude realizing that they were actually blessings. The Lord knew that those problems with our car were coming and He made sure they were fixed before we had Kate's medical problems arise. Since we had to drive from the hospital in Alexandria, LA to the hospital in New Orleans, LA (a 3 hour drive), car problems would have been a serious and stressful complication.
-My parents were in town the week before all of this happened. They booked a room in Dallas, TX for us and watched the kids while we went to the temple there to worship. The words from the ordinances and covenants were fresh in my mind. I clung to those words and they gave me an eternal perspective and strength beyond my own as I faced an enormous trial of my faith.
-Both my dad and Daniel gave Kate priesthood blessings before we knew what was going on with her. Both blessed her with strength and courage, and that she would not be afraid. I saw the fulfillment of this blessing. Throughout the entire ordeal, from double vision to pokes and MRI's, from the surgery itself to the recovery, Kate was nothing but brave. She did not complain even once about anything that she had to go through. She is an incredible example of faith in Jesus Christ. She is my hero.
-We live in a small town in central Louisiana. There are two hospitals in Alexandria, and neither one had a working MRI machine in the facility. The hospital that Kate was admitted to had an MRI machine in the parking lot in a trailer (it sounds podunk, but it wasn't as creepy as it sounds. I promise.). Because of this, they were not able to sedate patients for MRI's, and they always have to sedate children for MRI's because they cannot stay still enough for the image to turn out well. We asked our families and friends to pray that she would be able to stay still enough for the MRI so that we could get some answers as to what had caused the problem with her vision. The doctors couldn't believe it, but she was able to stay almost perfectly still for 30 minutes so that they could do the imaging. They were able to do the imaging with and without contrast. (I did not know much about this before, but it is unheard of for a child to be able to do an MRI with contrast without being sedated.) She also had another MRI when she was transferred to Ocshner, and did not need to be sedated for that either. The doctors and nurses couldn't believe that she could sit still. Once again, a prayer heard and a miracle seen.
-When the doctors came to tell us that the MRI indicated that Kate had had a stroke, they also told us that we would probably be sent home from the hospital without an answer as to what had caused the stroke. They said it took weeks (and sometimes months) to find the underlying cause. We prayed with family and friends that they would be able to identify the cause quickly. Within a matter of a few hours, the doctors had found the tumor in Kate's heart and identified it as the cause of the stroke. I believe the doctors were inspired to know what tests to run so that the cause could be identified quickly.
-I was able to drive down to New Orleans (a place that I had never been), by myself, at night, under the stress of having a child's life on the line, and in the midst of Mardi Gras traffic. And I made it. You may laugh, but it really was a blessing.
-Atrial myxoma is a very rare tumor - especially in  the pediatric world. For most of the doctors and nurses at the hospital, this was the first time that they had ever treated a pediatric patient with this condition. It just so happens, however, that the very week that Kate was admitted to the hospital, there was a chain of emails being exchanged between cardiologists throughout the United States about atrial myxomas. Her cardiologists at Ocshner were a part of this email exchange, and the information in these emails contained useful information for those who were taking care of her.
-Daniel's parents were able to drop everything and come watch our two sons so that Daniel and I could be with Kate. Daniel told them about Kate's tumor on Friday afternoon. They left right away and drove through the night (from Utah) and got to our house on Saturday afternoon. Having Daniel at the hospital with us was so comforting and a huge blessing to both me and Kate.
-Along those same lines, Henry is just barely one year old. In spite of tending to be kind of clingy to his parents, he adjusted to having Daniel's parents here quickly and did very well while we were gone. I had started weaning him at the beginning of February. He was mad and had a hard time, and I almost gave up. But I felt strongly that it was just time to be done nursing. I am so glad that I stuck with it, because Henry would not have been allowed to be in the PICU with me because he is so young.
-Andy's birthday was the same day as Kate's surgery. I was so sad to miss his birthday. Not only did my in-laws make his birthday so special and fun, but there were many friends in the area who stopped by and wished him a happy birthday. They stepped in for me during my absence and made sure that he was taken care of, and that meant everything to me.
-Family members reached out and sent money for Daniel and me to spend on food while we were at the hospital. I was having a hard time eating because of the amount of stress I was under, and it would have been a lot easier for me to justify skipping meals if people had not sent us money specifically to spend on food. I truly had no appetite, but it made it easier to force myself to eat because I did not want people's generosity to be in vain.
-Kate's surgery was on Monday, March 4. She came home on Thursday, March 7 because doctors could not find any reason to keep her in the hospital longer. She needed one dose of Advil when we got home, but hasn't needed any pain medicine since. Her body has healed miraculously fast and you wouldn't believe that she had surgery just last week. I know that she has been healed by the power of God. He worked through the medical providers here on earth, and also through His priesthood power to heal our daughter.
-Just a couple of weeks before all of this happened, Kate's school was doing Jump Rope for Heart. She came home telling me all about heart heroes and how cool they are! When we found out that she had a tumor in her heart and that she was going to need open heart surgery, I reminded her that she was going to be a heart hero. She was very excited about it and that helped add a positive spin to something that was overwhelming and hard for a child to understand.
-I had an amazing church leader when I was a young girl. She has kept in touch with my mom, and she had a friend down in New Orleans who just so happens to work for the American Heart Association (the association behind Jump Rope for Heart). She stopped by the hospital to visit us after Kate's surgery and brought us a huge basket of snacks and activities. Most importantly, she brought me hugs from that beloved sister that I still love so much.
-A member of our church read my Facebook post encouraging people to donate blood in honor of Kate because hospitals don't have enough blood donations right now. She could have just gone and donated herself, but she decided to organize a blood drive in honor of Kate. This will bless countless lives in the hospital, and it also blesses us because the blood bank will donate some money toward Kate's medical expenses at the hospital.
-Before all of this happened, I was really struggling with my relationship with Kate. She has an incredibly strong will and we would butt heads. A lot. I had been praying for Heavenly Father to help me see Kate the way that He sees her. Through this trial, my relationship with Kate was renewed and strengthened. I was blessed to be able to witness some of her amazing attributes that I am sure will only continue to develop with time. My Heavenly Father gave me a little glimpse into just how incredible this young woman is and the force for good that He knows she will be.
-Although it is simple, I think the greatest miracle we saw was peace. I was able to truly come to a point where I was willing to accept the Lord's will no matter what it was. There was no more turmoil. Just a calm assurance that God knows all and that He was going to take care of me and my family. Even if Kate had passed away, I knew that our family would be together again and that God had a plan for us. That peace that I felt in the midst of a stormy sea was a beautiful and sacred miracle, and something that could only come from Jesus Christ. I know that this miracle was the result of thousands of prayers prayed by countless individuals  across the country, including myself. It was something so powerful and tangible that I will never, ever forget it.

The blessings and miracles have seemed endless. We have received so many letters and packages in the mail. We have felt so loved by our friends, family, and those we don't even know through all of this. Hundreds of people have been praying for us, and it has sustained us through our darkest hour. We have prayed many times to thank Heavenly Father for your kindness. Most of all, we have felt the love of God through our trials. His hand has been evident at every turn, and we will forever praise His name. The words of one of my favorite hymns (I Stand All Amazed) puts it best:

I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me,

Confused at the grace that so fully he proffers me.
I tremble to know that for me he was crucified,
That for me, a sinner, he suffered, he bled and died.

Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me

Enough to die for me!
Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!


Sunday, March 3, 2019

The Refiner's Fire

The purpose of this post is to record the thoughts and feelings that have been in my heart over the past week. I am doing it for myself and Kate so that we never forget these important things we are learning. However, I also plan on sharing it with anyone who would care to read, in hopes that others can be lifted and strengthened with me.

The fact that Kate had a stroke is a miracle. It saved her life. If she hadn't had a stroke, we wouldn't have found the mass in her heart and it would have grown so large that it would have completely blocked the blood from flowing through her heart. I never thought I would be thankful for a stroke, but here I am saying it! This whole week has been a whirlwind, but in quiet moments I have reflected and seen that the Lord was preparing me to face this trial for months.

I work with the young women at church who are between 12 and 18 years of age. We have a little celebration at the beginning of each year to welcome the new girls into young women's and teach them about the program. I had been praying for a couple of months about what to say during my speaking portion, and I felt that the message that the Lord wanted me to share was about trials. This was not what I was expecting and it kind of surprised me. But I proceeded and listened to the thoughts that came to my mind as I prepared. I felt especially strongly that I needed to teach the girls that trials are an evidence of the Lord's love.

Through all my preparation, I also felt that I needed to write a poem. I am not typically gifted in this way, but I gave it a shot. As I sat down to write, the words were truly given to me as a gift - I cannot take credit for the poem because I simply wrote down what the Lord put into my heart. I named it Messages Inside and here it is:

Like a bottle in the ocean ,
You bob and weave through life.
At times the waves bring solace,
And sometimes storms and strife.

It seems you're drifting aimlessly,
On open waves you roam.
You may not even recognize,
Those waves push you toward home.

Some bottles in the ocean
Have a message placed inside.
The author seals the bottle up
And relies upon the tide.

Like a bottle in the ocean
If you look down deep within,
You'll find a message placed inside
From a loving, heavenly kin.

Written not on paper
But in the fiber of your soul,
It is a truth eternal
And truth cannot be nulled.

"You are a daughter of a King,
He loves you forevermore."
The message rings out clear and true,
Your heart begins to soar.

For now you know all waves
Whether stormy or serene,
Are sent by loving hands above
Bringing messages unseen.


Kate had her stroke Tuesday morning (we didn't know it was a stroke yet). I delivered this message on Wednesday night. Kate was admitted to the hospital on Thursday morning. As I stood before my young women and parents and delivered this message, I was overcome with emotion. My heart was full of anguish  over my suffering child and the uncertainty of what was ahead of us. But in that moment, I realized that the message the Lord had prepared me to give was not just for my young women. It was for me. And at a time when I needed it desperately.

Along with the poems, we gave the girls a necklace that looks like a message in a bottle. The message inside says, "I am a daughter of my Heavenly Father who loves me and I love Him." I have worn this necklace every day in the hospital and it reminds me to cling to the truths that my Heavenly Father taught me in the months leading up to this trial. And those truths have given me strength and an eternal perspective.

The Lord was teaching me before all of this started that trials are not an evidence of a lack of love from Him. They are evidences of loving hands pushing us closer to Him. He has stayed beside me through all of this. I have never been alone.

I have gained a new appreciation for the fact that Heavenly Father was able to withdraw His presence from Jesus Christ as He was suffering on the cross. During His Son's most intense suffering, nonetheless. I never appreciated how difficult this must have been until now.

As I have watched Kate suffer, I would do anything to take that suffering away. But I can't. Heavenly Father had the power to take away His Son's suffering. But He knew that if He did that, His other children would not be able to return home to Him. And so He allowed the suffering. How difficult that must have been for Him to do, and that is the greatest evidence we have of our Heavenly Father's love for us.

Just like our Savior, we all have to suffer. It is part of the plan. Just like it was hard for Heavenly Father to watch Jesus Christ suffer, He suffers with us when we are hurting. But He allows it because He can see the good that can come from those trials. If  we actively choose to remember and cling to our Savior through that suffering, our trials become powerful tools to make us more like Him and strengthen our relationship with Him.

Whether you are dealing with two-year-old tantrums or a child who's life is on the line, your trials can become sacred moments of decision. Moments where you actively choose to follow Jesus Christ. Moments where you actively choose to love Him.

These are some of the many thoughts that have been in my heart that I never want to forget. I hope that my suffering (because yes, in spite the strengh with which I have been blessed, I have been suffering) can help lift someone else.