Thursday, August 14, 2008

Never Very Far From Prayer

Three nights ago I woke up to the sound of a woman's voice in the hallway of our house. Naturally I went to Kathryn's room to see if she had called me. She was sound asleep. About an hour later I woke up again and went to check on Kathryn again. This time she was awake and said, "Mom, I thought I heard the voices of two women talking in the house and went downstairs to check but everything was still and quiet." We both felt a little awed by the experience. I asked Kathryn if she thought it would be a good idea to pray for people the way we used to since we were both awake. She was happy to do that. She wanted to pray for several people so we started praying together and the hours ticked by. Soon the sun was coming up and we both fell into a deep sleep. The important thing about that memory is not what woke us up, but what we were able to pray about during those hours. It was another sweet memory made with just Kathryn, the Lord, and me.

Last Sunday, Kathryn had a very good day. She had the energy to go to church and go out to lunch with friends afterwards. When she woke up on Monday she told me that her body felt taxed so we waited for the signs of HPS to show up. Day after day Kathryn said, "There is something wrong", but she couldn't pinpoint anything in particular. However, last night as she was getting ready for bed she felt dampness on her old Hickman site and came to show it to me. It has opened up again and is infected. The wound that took six months to heal is again angry and inflamed. Kathryn called her hematologist and they wanted to see her first thing this morning. The infection is back, and Kathryn is on another round of IV Rocephin. I thought back to our all-night prayer time and thanked the Lord for the answers to prayer that we already saw today. One of my prayers had been for quick responses from Kathryn's doctors when something is amiss.