The Home Health Care nurse came today to check on the mystery fever. When she arrived she noted that Katy had two transfusions three weeks ago. She told me that she has seen numerous people develop a fever after getting a transfusion. The fever is quick, high, and goes away and doesn’t come back. So that was a piece of information that we’ll write down and remember. Paul Burton told us when he got home from work today that the “fever” clause is written in the fine print of the paperwork Katy signed before her surgery, so it is a common side effect.
Our devotions today came from an old hymnal that was published in 1926. There are some really sweet old hymns in there. Katy does like contemporary Christian music, but when she is really sick she wants the old hymns read. This one is written by Fanny Crosby.
Thou who knowest all my weakness, thou whose eye my heart can see;
In my hour of deepest trial, Let my faith take hold of thee.
Faith that smiles when skies are frowning, Faith that mountains can remove:
Faith that purifies by suffering, calmly, sweetly works by love.
While I feel Thy presence with me, while I feel Thy gracious hand;
Gladly will I do thy bidding, Only waiting thy command.
Till the storms of life are over, This my daily prayer shall be;
Lord, uphold me with thy spirit, let my faith abide in thee.
Refrain: Firm and fearless may I ever tread the path designed for me,
And tho’ thorns may sometimes pierce me, let my faith take hold of thee.
Music is a a big deal around our home. I wasn’t aware of how much I listened to Christian radio until the kids were older and started recalling all the old songs of the 80’s by Debbie Boone, and Amy Grant. They really do pick up on everything, and they were inspired to listen for themselves when they got older. This isn’t a commercial by any means, but if you like the old hymns, in a meditative quiet CD, pick up Fernando Ortega’s new CD In the Shadow of His Wings. It has gotten us through many hard nights and replaced anxiety with peace.