Here is a quick rundown of the things that have been going on since our last post.
Ron came home from his mission trip exhausted. Ok, so most people come back from mission trips exhausted. But when his exhaustion didn't get better after a week and he still felt he need to sleep 12 hours at night and would fall asleep at his desk at work, we knew something was a bit off. Then when he started having muscle twitches and couldn't string words together to form a coherent sentence, we really knew something was wrong and he went straight to the doctor, who confirmed that he had Lyme Disease. He was placed on two weeks' worth of antibiotics and we prayed that we caught it before it became chronic.
On the very day he finally felt normal again he came home to find that I had been feeling poorly all day. We had our coffee on the front porch, as usual, and he asked me about my day. I told him that my arms and legs had been aching all day like when you have a fever, but I was fever-free so I wasn't sure what was going on. The longer I sat there, the colder I got -- this was mid-August in the South -- so I told him I was going inside. Five minutes later he found me curled in a fetal position in the bottom of the shower with hot water raining down on me. He said my hands and feet were blue and I was shaking uncontrollably and saying that I was so very cold.
He called a nearby friend, his parents, and an ambulance and they all came in that order. The ambulance took me to the emergency room, where I stayed for the next 6 hours being poked and prodded and watched over. Long story short, they kept me for two days and determined that I had a urinary tract infection and sepsis both caused by E. coli. I was very near death, but by the grace of God and after many prayers I was released to go home. Ron worked from home and my inlaws kept two of the four kids for us that whole next week until I felt I could return to the tasks of motherhood. Of course this isn't the full story, I'd love to talk about how God's peace was very present on us both during that, but that's for another day.
In September L managed to slice her thumb open while carving a stick. I am so very thankful that Ron's cousin, an EMT, and his cousin's wife, a nurse practitioner, happened to be visiting from Mississippi. They took over since the sight of blood on my children makes me weak in the knees. She received six stitches and has a nice scar to show for it now.
We live at the base of a mountain and once the weather started turning cooler I took the kids up to the top to hike around and play and enjoy God's creation. It was a welcome change from video games and housework.
I've recently discovered a love of baking bread. We've been trying to eat a clean diet for years now, but when I discovered how easy it was to make my own bread, and to know exactly what goes in to it, I quit buying store-bought. We love it!
We're also doing some home-improvement projects. At first we thought we'd do them so that we could put the house on the market in the spring, but now we're leaning towards fixing it up and refinancing. The kids love to hike the mountain in our back yard and we have just enough room inside the house for everyone. This house is 41 years old and has never had an overhead light. We've lived here for 6 years now so we decided it was time for some light. We get great sunlight through the windows during the day, but in the evenings the room would be so dark. This fan has been one of my favorite updates to this house. It's the little things that make me happy. Light.
School is going well. It has taken us a few months to get back on track after my illness, but I think we're finally getting into a routine. Just in time for Christmas break. But that's the beauty of homeschooling -- it's flexible. We are focusing more on discipleship and character training this year and I can't say that it's been easy or fun. There are four selfish little hearts with four distinctly different ideas in this house and they are not easy to manage. I'm so very thankful that I don't have to rely on my own wits or the "wisdom" that the world has to offer on child rearing because I serve a God that is ready to impart supernatural wisdom to me any time I come to Him -- and believe me, that happens often. My Heavenly Father is the only perfect parent so He is the only one I want to turn to for advice.