I was reclining here in the great room this afternoon reflecting on the crazy month we've had here in the Keweenaw. Things started out so well with our annual July 4th celebration in Copper Harbor. It started to go downhill after my oral surgery in Marquette on July 7th (as related in The Tale of the Tooth). As I was recovering from that surgery, my sweet darling husband (aka Mr. Cut Off) had a disc slip in the lumbar region of his back on the 12th - causing intense back and sciatic nerve pain.
He was mostly bedridden and trying to recuperate at home when I had an ER-level migraine strike late in the evening on the 14th.
Mr. Cut Off called my mom (retired nurse) to come help us out. She was a true blessing - got us through that weekend.
After resting his back at home for 4 full days, we were able to get Mr. Cut Off into town to see his doctor for a back injection and some steroidal medication on Monday, the 17th. As he was then a bit more ambulatory, I tried to talk Mom into going home the next day, but she said she didn't have peace about leaving yet. Good thing the Lord was speaking to her, because my lower back decided to go out suddenly the following day - Wednesday, the 19th. Yeah. My back this time. Out. Way out. What were the odds?
I can now say I've experienced a Keweenaw ambulance ride and a hospital stay.
I was discharged on Saturday. Steve is also still recuperating. Not running any races around here, but we're improving.
Mom is still with us for the time being - earning her wings!
We may live in the middle of nowhere, but we have nothing but good things to say about our local medical care. It's like the old days - a terrific small town hospital. You're an actual name - not a number. I'm not fibbing when I say that I never waited more than 30 seconds for someone to answer my call light at the hospital. The care was very patient-oriented and compassionate.
Seriously, I didn't have one single complaint - not about a doctor, a nurse, a CNA, housekeeping staff, PT, or even those working in food service. Every single person I encountered was excellent with a great attitude and work ethic. Very, very impressive. Yes, it's true they don't have a neurosurgeon on staff, but when I had the same problem down in the big city back in 2008, I was never referred to a neurosurgeon anyway. I could have chosen to be transported to either of 2 larger hospitals with a neurosurgeon a few hours away on Thursday, but my doctor and I decided to try something else for now. We'll see how my recovery goes, but a consult with a neurosurgeon is always an option on the table for the future.
Of course, if medical care was the same as it was back in 1900, Mr. Cut Off and I would both be completely cured by now. (Click on this old ad to make it larger to read.)
It. Never. Fails! Isn't that a riot?
In conclusion, we've obviously had some severe pain and a highly unusual month, but the Lord is faithful. He provided us with the help we needed and great medical care. His Word never fails, and His love and care for us has been evident each day. We praise Him and thank Him for keeping us in His care, and we appreciate the prayers said on our behalf by family, friends and fellow Christians far and near.
All is well in the Keweenaw.