Tuesday, May 25, 2010

It Changes in an Instant

I woke up this morning with my to-do list on the brain. I needed to get up and dressed, get the kids up and dressed, feed us, put dinner in the crockpot, make lunches and get on the rode, because we were going to travel down to Alabama with a friend to visit the Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament. I was slightly dreading the drive, but looking forward to the chance to pray down there -- not to mention the change of scenery seemed inviting.

So we all got up, got dressed, ate, and dinner was in the crockpot. My directions were printed out and I was in the kitchen making sandwiches. The kids were on the front porch waiting for our friends to arrive. Suddenly, my seven year old came in yelling and leading the 3 year old who was dripping copious amounts of blood from his hand. He had slammed his thumb in the front door. I cleaned it a bit with a cool cloth and had him hold it over his head until I could gauze it up tightly, but one look at the cut and in that instant I knew our trip to Alabama was off.

In less than 10 minutes, we were headed to the ER. As luck would have it, my husband happened to have a meeting in the area, so he was able to meet us there. No one from the triage nurse on up took more than one glance at that thumb and didn't think it needed stitching, but we were fortunate -- it didn't cut into his thumbnail and he didn't require sedation for the stitches. It was a bad cut down to the bone and it did crack the bone as well, but it could have been worse.

I got my change of scenery, but not the one I was planning on.

As we waited in the ER, another family started showing up. And I was given the chance to pray for someone else and think about my good fortune. An 8 year old girl had been life-flighted in not long after we arrived. She had skipped across a road to check the mail without looking and had been hit by a truck. With bones broken in her hip, leg and spine and a lacerated liver but no head injuries, her family was hopeful that she would pull through, but anyone could tell it was going to be a long haul. One second she was skipping and in an instant they had feared the worst.

It's so easy to go along as if we know what's next, but sometimes in a moment we are reminded of how little we know.

6 comments:

Musings of a Housewife said...

Oh my goodness jordana. I'm so glad everythings alright but it sure does make you stop and give thanks and remember there are no guarantees.

Rebecca at Toothwhale said...

I'm glad your son's thumb is going to be all right. It touched me when you said you were given the chance to pray for someone else and think about your good fortune. I hope the girl pulls through. I said a prayer, too.

Diane said...

((Hugs)) Funny how God uses moments of crisis in our lives to use us in the lives of others. What a wonderful double blessing - to have the little guy's thumb not as bad as it could have been, and to have the presence of mind and compassion to lift up another family in need.

Kimberlee said...

Oh dear, that sounds so dreadfully painful! Prayers for a speedy and uneventful recovery for your little guy (and skipping girl too). Yes, it just takes an instant to bring our perspective on life into crystal clarity.

mrsdarwin said...

So scary... Glad to hear your son will be all right.

We have been extremely fortunate here not to have had any horrible accidents or injuries, but every so often we have a brush that makes me realize how easily everything could be turned upside down in a moment. If she had crossed the street a second later... If he had actually stuck that knife in the socket... If he hadn't stepped away from the path of his sister on the swing just in time... Being a parent means a series of holding and letting out breaths of horror and relief.

Amy said...

Oh how awful about the little girl!

I'm glad your son's finger is ok, but OUCH. It made my finger hurt reading about it.

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