Head bumps and faith

Yesterday was a rough day in Neyville. The day started out like any other but quickly went bad. The girls asked to eat outside on the picnic table for lunch. A few minutes into their meal Shylie girl fell backwards off the bench onto the brick patio. Shannen ran out and grabbed her and as soon as I had her in my arms I realized it was serious. She was crying, but not like you would think after the hit she took. The cry was almost as if she was to hurt to cry. We quickly started our normal routine with head bumps. Usually 5 doses of homeopathic Nat Sulph will pull the child out of it within 15 minutes. Not this time. When I realized that didn’t work I tried Arnica. One of the basic rules with homeopathy is if one remedy doesn’t work it’s not the right one and you need to try a different one.

The arnica didn’t seem to help either. She laid sleeping in my arms but you could tell she was hurting. Then all of a sudden she started throwing up. I’ve dealt with other head injuries before that involved throwing up so I didn’t panic over this. I prayed over what to do and called Duane. After years of playing sports, seeing and also having concussions he said to watch her and wake her every 30 minutes or so. We don’t usually run to the doctor without really praying over it and asking ourselves what they would they do. In this case we knew they would do x-rays or cat scan and then just watch her. We decided to watch her here and continue treating her here.

She laid on the couch looking very pale and threw up a few more times. I put a call into our naturopath, but there was no answer. Two hours had passed and I was very concerned. I texted Duane asking if he was on his way home because I wanted him to assess the situation. I was ready to go in.

I sat by her praying and praying and then it suddenly occurred to me that I really spend more time in prayer asking for things instead of offering up thanks. I really wanted to continue to just pray for healing but felt in my spirit I needed to give thanks instead. I started thanking the Lord that Shylie was fearfully and wonderfully made. I thanked him that He held her in the palm of His hand, thanked Him that He died on the cross of Calvary and took all of our sickness and disease on His body. I sat there and continue thanking Him for all He is, all He does, and for the grace He freely gives.

I went to use the bathroom and asked Him for wisdom on what to do. I didn’t want to make any decisions based on fear. As I walked out of the bathroom Shaylah met me in the hallway and said it was our naturopath. I filled her in on what was going on and she told me some things to try then I was to call her back in an hour. We still didn’t see a turn around but I had a peace about staying home, at least for the moment. An hour later she had us start a different remedy. 20 minutes later she threw up again, then promptly dozed back off. About 30 minutes later she opened her eyes and asked for water. After that she said she was hungry.

That was one of the longest 6 hours in my life watching her lay there and feeling so helpless. I had to completely surrender her to the Lord and moment by moment seek Him as what to do. Today as I have spent the day telling her to stop running, no climbing, and having the kids rotate reading to her and keeping her calm I am once again marveling at the Lord’s goodness. We are continuing with the remedies for 3 more days for good measure, but besides a small headache off and on she is doing great. I am so thankful I didn’t react based on fear, but rather I responded and sought the Lord.

I am also once again in awe at how the Lord designed the human body and how amazing it is that He has provided plants and herbs that can be used to heal the body. Normally with concussions you just watch and wait. I am so grateful that we could give her something to allow her body to heal. It truly is amazing!

This evening Shylie was sitting in the doorway to the back patio blowing bubbles and she stopped and had her little head bowed so sweetly. My mom motioned for me to snap a picture because of how sweet she looked. I asked her what she was doing to which she replied, “I’m pwaying for Shelbie in Afwica!”