Light at the End of the Tunnel

We were actually waiting for Ali‘s echo this morning when suddenly Dleza and her brother came around the corner, probably doing their random hospital walk. Another lovely example that God‘s timing is always perfect. We got a message from Georgia just in this moment that Dleza needs to go downstairs to do an eye test and that the nurses on her ward can’t find her.

As none of us really knew why she has to do this eye test things got quite stressful and confusing. The only thing I had was Dleza’s ID number. No papers, no appointment letter.

It took a little time until I figured out that they had just sent us downstairs to organize a van which would bring us to another building of the hospital. Once we arrived there the receptionist told us that we are three hours too late. Dleza was supposed to have the eye test early in the morning. I don’t know why it was nevertheless somehow possible to do the eye test. And Dleza did such a good job. Even though she had no idea what was going on. During the eye exam she had to read the English numbers, and It was just beautiful how she knew all of the numbers even though this is not her first language. Afterwards we had to wait to see the doctor. I got a phone call that Dleza needs to come to her room immediately, as she has to get her antibiotics. I don’t know how I managed that we were the next ones that could talk to the doctor. He told us that one had forgotten to give the eye drops to Dleza which would dilate the pupils and which are necessary for the doctor to inspect her eyes. Conclusion: we had to come back. Dleza burst into tears without warning. I felt so so sorry for her.

I’m more than thankful that I had “by chance” parked the car exactly next to the building we were in so that I was able to drive Dleza and her brother back to the children’s unit.

But the stress didn’t end. When we were finally back in Dleza’s room the nurse had to take out her cannula and place a new one.  Poor Dleza hates that so much as it’s very painful (it took a little time until they found a vein). When I asked Dleza why she is so sad she looked into my eyes and said with a tearful voice that she is always smiling at Shevet but here in the hospital she just can’t be happy.

Finally Dleza’s brother wanted me to talk to her doctor who told me that Dleza is reacting very good to the antibiotics. She has to take them for three more days and will than have a blood test and an echo and can hopefully come home. I asked what it was about the eye test and she apologized that there was a communication gap and that since Dleza doesn’t have any fever anymore, there is no need to do it.

I was so so happy and relieved and thanked her many many times as this was a long desired light of the end of Dleza’s sad tunnel. This day just showed me once more that God is always in control especially when we are not. It was so amazing to experience his guidance and protection.

“For you are my rock and my fortress, and for your name’s sake you lead me and guide me.” Psalm 31:3