Things that Go Bump in the Night

That would be me, apparently. In the middle of the night last night, Olivia woke up crying in pain from a sore throat. I shot out of bed at her first sound. I got up so fast that Marc didn’t even know I’d gone until he heard Olivia cry again a minute later when I was trying to get her to drink some water.

Marc got up to see what was going on, and as soon as he walked in to her room I felt uneasy. I said, “I just need to go for a minute” or something like that. I went to the bathroom and the last thing I remember thinking was, “I need to go to the bathroom and get back into bed as fast as possible.”

The next thing I know the light is on in the bathroom, I am now sitting on the bathroom, and Marc is in front of me, holding my arms, and calling my name over and over again.. A few minutes before he had, apparently, heard a loud crash as I fell into our shower door and then onto the floor. I laid there for quite awhile, and, even after I started responding to him, it was a few more minutes before I was really coherent.

I tell you… That was so strange. I’d passed out in a somewhat similar fashion a few years ago, but, unlike the previous time, there was really no warning. I did not feel uncomfortable. I simply passed out.

After a while I got back into bed. I told Marc I would just crawl back, but he insisted that I get up slowly and that he would help me. The rest of the night didn’t go so well. I felt just so weak and was in and out of sleep all night. I was also worried about Olivia. Why, oh why, do kids have to get sick on FRIDAY night?!

So far today, Olivia’s sore throat and fever have not become any worse; tylenol, fluids, and naps seem to be handling it. I have felt okay after doing a lot of resting in the morning. Unfortunately this afternoon was Madeline’s birthday party. And because we’d only decided on Tuesday night to have her party today, I had stuff that I needed to do today. Mainly: decorate a three-dimensional dragon cake (which I’d, thankfully, baked a few days earlier). But then I had to make three pizzas and manage the party. And manage to keep sick Olivia out of the living room and resting in bed. Marc helped too, but he had a youth function tonight so he missed the last bit of the party — that part right at the end where inside you’re thinking “Why did I ever decide to throw a birthday party?!”

In the end the party was okay, quite good really. But I am spent. It was a hard and tiring day in a number of ways in our house. In fact, everyone was so remarkably grumpy and unsettled this morning — it was so extreme — that I couldn’t get annoyed. Tomorrow is a big day at the church, as it’s Marc’s official “installation” service, and days like this are just another reminder to me that we are very, very human. And we don’t need to be super-human to be in ministry.

And I’m thankful to be in this place where people are kind and gracious and accepting.

And I’m also thankful to be in a place where the distance from the toilet to the shower is narrow enough that I only have a minor bruise and bump on my head…

Good night all. I think I need to go to sleep.

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One Response to Things that Go Bump in the Night

  1. Toni says:

    We hope you’re feeling better Dixie – quite scary to pass out with so little warning.

    Hope the big installation went well too.

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