Yes, the youngest is in the hospital. This was not unexpected. The weekend was rough and raw and deep down I knew that he was headed back (at bare minimum to the ER) to the hospital. Monday came and went and I let the doctor know that I thought he would be in the ER sometime this week. Late that evening the youngest texted “if I don’t sleep tonight I am going to the ER.” We had a conversation about not using the ambulance but calling me or letting the vocational rehab folks know would be the best option and that I would keep my phone at bedside , just in case.
Tuesday early (I was drinking my coffee) the youngest let me know that he was going to the ER, that he had not slept, and that one of the counselors would take him. So after getting dressed and collecting myself I went and found the youngest in the ER. I had come prepared for a long wait, and knitting a pair of socks, we waited. The ER psyche doc talked with us, decided to talk with the youngest’s outpatient doctor, hopefully to see if she could see him that morning. We were hopeful this would be a short ER visit.
But his outpatient doctor recommended he be hospitilized. So boom, now we were officially a psyche patient. All things were taken (including my knitting) and we were placed in a lockdown area. The docs came and talked and the youngest was in negotiations , he wanted to come home, to stay with us to “hang out” until he could get his sleep regulated. But the decision was made to admit him and he was angry with me (or at least that is what it felt like), so he decided he wouldn’t talk with me. As I left for the day, I was prayerful that we had made the right decision.
Once home emails, Facebook posts and more emails were sent requesting prayer , first for an inpatient bed to open as the medicine changes would not start until he was inpatient, second for the youngest to have peace that this was the best, and thirdly for wisdom for the doctors and nurses, and finally for peace for me, endurance for me and wisdom for me.
Here is what happened. After having been told that inpatient may take a while (hospital code for we don’t know) a bed opened within 36 hours. He has his treatment team meeting this morning and is getting sleep. And on my devotional today up popped Romans 8:28”for we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to His purpose”. Now that my friends is affirmation.
So today is my thankful day, thankful for prayer warriors who step up and pray, thankful for a God who lavishes grace upon grace on believers, thankful that in the midst of trials we can approach His throne boldly with our petitions, that He turns his ear and listens to those petitions. Thankful that He remains in all things , over all things and through all things AMEN