This is a simple story of a simple family trying to slow down this crazy life and enjoy the "moments"...

Monday, January 23, 2012

Hole Hearted....

Sometimes we have a LOT going on.

Sometimes it's all fun and hectic and busy and crazy and good.

Sometimes it's nothing but  MONSTER WAVES that aren't so helpful.

Sometimes maybe it's a combination?

I believe that the "not-so-good" things are often-sometimes-always the things that I HAVE to thank God for.

Those are the things that grow me.
Sharpen me.
Refine me.

And...believe it or not (insert self-depracating smile here)...apparently I need some serious refinement.

There's a song my friend Tiffany introduced me to called Blessings.

(such an amazing worth your time to click on it and check it out...)

The chorus says:

What if your blessings come through teardrops?
What if your healing comes through tears?

What a beautiful poignant idea.

Sometimes it's only when you're bowed over....
Sometimes it's only when you can't even see through your tears....
Sometimes it's only when you truly realize what can be lost...

...that your faith and dependence and love for God can fill you and go all the way through you.

when we can truly find that eternal perspective....
those painful thorns can become amazing blessings.

SO I choose to see my procedure this Friday as a blessing.

This procedure is one of those "never-thought-it-would-happen-to-me" kind of things.

But hey...didn't many of use experience that last May?

(((Note to self....whenever I hear the phrases: "slim possibility" or "small chance" or "very low probability" I should automatically brace myself for what's 100% DEFINITELY coming my way.)))

Anyway....Friday morning I have a hot date in Kansas City with a highly respected surgeon who is going to close a pesky little hole in my heart.

Once this patch is in place (and it will be done via my femoral vein) I should have a waaaaay lessened risk of a recurrent stroke.

Yeah, that's right.
Mini one.
Called a TIA.
Back in August.

Apparently it's not a normal good thing to loose all feeling in exactly one half of your body while making your bed.
And it's surely not normal to pay an emergency visit to a neurologist at Memorial Hall (which was partitioned off by shower curtains) because your hospital was attacked by a tornado.
And it's definitely a rare experience to have an MRI in a tent MASH unit.
Then follow all of that up with many many many tests (in 3 different states) in which you are told "it probably isn't....we doubt we'll's very rare that...." and give everyone a good old fashioned surprise.

It is.
It was.
Get me a lottery ticket please!!

My dad and stepmom are coming in town this week.  My dad will go with me to KC and my amazing stepmom will hold down the fort here.

I've told my kids that I have to have a little patchwork done and tried to get them really pumped up about their grandparent's visit.

I'll stay one night in the hospital and be home some time Saturday.

Then we'll see what the recovery is like.

The nurse said that I couldn't do housework for a week.
I'm sure she meant to say a month.

So....what have I learned from this latest season in my life?

(Besides brushing up on my knowledge of cardiac circulation, patent foramen ovales and Amplatzer devices?)

Any semblance of control in this life I once thought I had is an illusion.
My house,
my home,
my children,
my finances,
my health...

None of them are really under my control.

I have to let go.
I have to stop grabbing for them.
I have to realize that only God
only God
Only God
has control over all of this.

And you know what I'm so happy about?

He is SO MUCH better at EVERYTHING than I am.

At the risk of making a huge understatement:
it really truly is better for Him to be in charge because He really knows what He's doing.

The lot is cast into the lap,
But it's every decision is from the Lord.
Proverbs 16:33

"The horse is prepared for the day of battle,
But deliverance is of the Lord."
Proverbs 21:31

These verses bring me such a sense of relief.
At the end of the day....
He's got it under control.

So I've got a hole in my heart.
So my blood really likes to go through the hole.
So it likes to flow both ways.

None of this is a surprise to God.
He made me like this....
He gave me tests and doctors and a father who know a way to fix it...
He knows what's best for me and my family...
He knows how to love my children better than I could ever even try...

It's all good.
It's all going to be good.

Giddy up.

Remember THIS SONG??
(go ahead, click it, you know you want to!)

It's become my (Ally McBeal-ish to date myself)  in-my-head-constantly-personal-theme-song.

It's funny.
Admit it.
In a twisted sort of way.

But hey....if the hole shoe fits......



Gina said...

Best, warmest wishes to you, Shannon. I will pray for a smooth procedure and speedy recovery that includes plenty of REST.

Eric Zeller said...

Shannon, just wanted you to know Mike's small group in Texas is praying for your surgery! Your faith amidst trials (first the your house, then this) is an example to us. We are thankful for you and for what God is doing through you.

MomBE said...

Well....that was an unexpected read. I am on my knees for you friend. I love your courage and your faithfulness, definitely something I could take a cue. Take care......

Margie Moss said...

I'll think of you as my hole-hearted holiest friend from now on! I'll be praying for you and your surgeon and Barrett and kids and your Mom and Dad...and God will take good care of you. I love your testimonies...and your faith...and I thank God for you!

Tonya said...

WOW! Now you've really got my wheels turning. Matthew has a patent foramen ovale that is 3mm. It had not closed at his last cardiologist visit but we go back in March to check it again. They tell me it's so small they won't do surgery to close it, but you are now the second person I've come across who has had a stroke. The other person wasn't so lucky to have just a TIA...hers was a massive stroke and she's lucky to be alive, living with LOTS of rehab and a life that will never be the same. I will definitely be praying for you Friday. I'm sure it's a simple procedure but scary all the same. Love and blessings to you!!! (BTW, I LOVE that song...reminds me of what we went through with Grady) (((HUGS)))

life just saying said...

LOVED your post!!! Love the song...not the Alley McBeal song (she's after my time). Praying for you. (Your sis-in-law sent me the link to your blog).

life...just saying said...

Actually it was your aunt's sister-in-law.