Monday, July 21, 2014
It has been 4 days in the hospital with pnemonia. 4 days meeting people like Patrick, Maria, Courtney and Monica. All nurses who never stopped smiling and never left my side as I was recovering. I reached a point today when my mom came to visit, I was done. My arm was aching from the IV. Wires were plugged into me from all directions. I hated being in bed, I just wanted to go home. Later this evening I was completley humbled. As I walked up and down the halls of the 8th floor of Randall Childrens Hospital, I realized something. I am crying as I write this because I realized I am only here for a week or so. The posters and balloons and flowers I saw lining the rooms of other rooms meant they have been here for so much longer. I am blessed to know kids like these. Kids who battle illness much greater than mine. True warriors disguised in hospital gowns. I don't want to be here but I can honestly say I am humbled. I am a princess and so is every girl in this hospital, amd every boy a prince. Royalty of the true king, the healer. I am praying everyday for each of these kids as they are on their journeys. Thanking the Lord tonight for his mighty grace, and prayong for healing in this hospital.