Do ever find yourself in a place of worry or concern?
I awoke in the night with my mind searching with worry and concern regarding my daughter's throat. She started her day Friday with a bad sore throat. She talked with her Dad, who encouraged her to push through the day and go to work.
On Saturday, when she woke, she told me it was worse than any sore throat she’s had and that it felt like strep. I took her to Urgent Care. It wasn't strep, and she was prescribed some mouthwash and Cepacol.
Sunday morning she told me her throat was bleeding like it had been on Saturday. She asked if I wanted to look. I looked, and sure enough, it was something I had never seen. There was a midline of purplish-red blood with flaming red everywhere surrounding the center line of her throat. Needless to say, she stuck close to me most of the day. I looked again later in the day, and it appeared the same.
Before bed last night, I almost forced her to take an antibiotic I had on hand. She obliged. I woke in the night, for the first time with worry regarding her throat. My thoughts went to some dark and scary places. I felt right then that I should take her to the ER. I didn't want to wake her if she was sleeping, so I texted her to see if she was awake. No response.
I lay in bed for another hour and listened to the sermon I had heard yesterday at church. I had fallen sleep listening to the same sermon. There were parts I wanted to hear again, and others probably engaged the cortisol floods I had in the night thinking the visual of my daughter’s throat. I heard a noise in her room and went upstairs, thinking she was awake. She was sound asleep. I scared the bejeebers out of her. We just laughed about it this morning, but the incident last night left both of us awake.
In the night, she said that it was still bad. I told her we should go to the ER. She said she had been sleeping, so I told her to go back to sleep. Hahaha. I went back to bed and turned to prayer, and I fell fast asleep
This morning when I looked in her throat, it looked very similar to yesterday morning. About 30 minutes later, I heard her hacking up “stuff.” She reported to me that she was able to get a lot of blood out. I asked to look, and it looked much better. She had already called to get an appointment with an ENT
Physician, who isn't able to get her seen before Wednesday.
I feel reassured with a much better visual of her throat, and I had her take one more antibiotic. This was a regime I had used this past July when I believe I had suffered a near similar sore throat. It kicked it out of my system.
I do believe that worry can trigger a natural instinct built into a Mother to protect her child and keep her safe. In this case, I am able to pray thanksgiving that there is some relief. Praying “The Our Father” in the night, did allow me to sleep. I will continue to pray that all will be well with her health. Thankful for some relief for her.
Matthew 6: 34
“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.”
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