Saturday Morning Gene had a painful eye and discharge after a night of restless sleep. Because of wearing safety goggles when cutting the tin we all thought it was saw dust. Thankfully the pain and discharge diminished with time. Saturday filled with small jobs including starting to put away tools and thinking about packing.
Sunday morning the news that Gene couldn't see clearly out of that eye as well as noting a now visible rust ring prompted a flurry of phone calls. Sunday morning calls result in listening to a lot of answering machines or continued ringing but finally we thought to call the doctor on call at the office who did Gene's cataract surgery last fall.
A phone consultation confirmed what I already knew..the sooner the tiny bit of metal could be removed the better. But we have none of the tools or medications needed for this delicate procedure.
So how to get them to a doctor who could do it. Many phone calls later and the travel plans arranged. A flurry of activity as bags needed to be packed and weighted. With a 1.5 hour trip to the Cap Haitian airport the good-byes had to be short.
Arrangements were in place for our cook on LaGonave to travel to Port-au-Prince with her adult daughter on Tuesday to have lunch with the folks. Good friends but with them now traveling to see us in the North they hadn't visited for 4 years. This dear lady lost 3 adult children in the quake. Well the Lord arranged for her to call Cory's phone to confirm the trip while the team traveled to the airport. So they at least talked to her on the phone.
Good news came at 11:30 p.m. Gene reported from a hotel that the metal piece had been successfully removed and in 2-3 days his vision should clear. Today the folks will be working on new travel plans to arrive home. We thankfully rejoice that everything came together and that Gene will be OK.
Thank you for your prayers. The floor of the gazebo will be worked on today. We will do a bit of school-doubtful that we will get a whole day done as the combination of being tired and emotional does not equal a highly productive day in our house. Tools will be put away. Sheets, towels and clothes washed. Leftovers eaten. As we sadly [selfishly] mourn the talks, hugs, Uno games and more.....that didn't happen.
The kids and I talked about how we may never know the whys but we know that God loves each of us. He knew we all would of prefurred Gene not to get hurt. How we wanted the last couple of days to make more memories with the folks. But we need to trust in God-period. We don't see the big picture like God can so all we can do is trust Him.
Looking forward to a life with no more hard good-byes. No more tears. No more hurts.
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