Waves

After my gallbladder surgery, I was completely wiped out. After back to back surgeries and a crazy amount of blood loss over the last months, I didn’t have any energy left in me. Just walking to the bathroom was a chore. My body had been through so much physically, emotionally, and mentally over the last 3 months. People wanted to visit and I literally just couldn’t do it.    All during this time, there were things that people would say to Peter and I during our most difficult times in our lives. Some were genuine and comforting. Others meant well, but what they said hurt us to our core. Almost anyone who has gone through a significant loss can relate unfortunately. You quickly find out who is meant to be your community. The ones who help hold you up because you just don’t have the strength. The ones you go to when you’re just a puddle on the floor and can’t pull it together. The ones you send a message, ask if you can come over, and just sit in silence together. The ones you ...

Everything seemed normal. Just another day. And then the spotting started. That went on for 2 weeks. An ultrasound confirmed that everything appeared to be fine. But the spotting continued. While we were at our clinic on the river, where we work, I experienced a really sharp pain in the middle of the night. Soon after that, the bleeding became heavier. And that continued for weeks, getting heavier and heavier. I was exhausted, getting lightheaded at times. Another ultrasound without answers, taking meds to try to stop the bleeding. But nothing was working. I was being told that it was hormonal.  God put the thought in my head that it could be a miscarriage. I brought it up with my medical provider. But I was told that I shouldn’t be bleeding so much. One of the worst days, I was out with Peter and 2 of our staff. I went to the bathroom to clean up from having so many clots. We then quickly grabbed a bite to eat. 20 minutes later, I stood up and just felt the gush as clot after clot...