Last night I had planned on going to bed early (before 1 am), so I could get some rest and wake up refreshed, ready to accomplish “things.” I was in the bed by 10:00, and everyone else was asleep, so I figured this would actually work. I can’t list the ways I was wrong!
Some of you know my struggles with food allergies, MTHFR, adrenal issues, etc. I follow my diet to a Tee. If I don’t, I become extremely ill. Normally I drink bottled water, as opposed to our lead filled tap water. However, last night we were out of bottled water (and still out of coffee !!), so I just used tap water to take my meds with. Biggest. Mistake. Ever. I became extremely sick almost immediately. The pain was excruciating, and I was afraid I’d faint (this tends to happen). I knew I needed help, so I called my oldest son (he has a phone for this reason), but his phone was in the kitchen (omgosh). I yelled for my DH, but he sleeps like a dead person. So I prayed. While this should have been my first line of defense, it ended up being my 3rd. Thankfully God isn’t much on holding grudges. I prayed that he would make the pain stop and also, allow Sam to hear his phone when I called ( I knew this was a long shot without God’s help ). I called Sam; his phone rang once; he came running. If you don’t think that is a miracle, you obviously don’t know my DH. He immediately brought me an ice pack and my bag of meds and sat with me until I could crawl back into bed. This morning, my oldest saw the missed call on his phone, and asked if I had gotten sick last night. He knows. He’s seen me at my worst, as well. He asked why I didn’t come wake him up. (precious child) I told him that his daddy had gotten up and taken care of me. He quickly let me know he would’ve been up if he had heard his phone. I already knew that.
My boys (all 4 of them) love me. I never have to doubt that. They may not always mind or listen, but they have a genuine concern for my wellbeing. I’m proud of them. As a mother, I want them to grow up able to take care of their wife, whether she’s sick or just needs a hand around the house. We lead by example, and I am so glad they have my DH as their example. He puts me first, (second only to God). He plays ball in the yard with kids and then comes in and cooks supper, and then plays board games with us until bedtime. Men like this are hard to find, and I thank God I have found him. I pray my children grow up to treat others just like their daddy. So far, they have a great start.