My daughter Leah had experienced two miscarriages by the end of summer 2011. In October she thought she had her monthly and was returning to normal after the last miscarriage. But by Thanksgiving she had been bleeding every few weeks. By December she knew something was wrong. The doctor discovered it was an ectopic pregnancy and prescribed medicine that would help her body return to normal.
The weekend before Christmas she and her husband planned to travel to Georgia from Oklahoma, but the medicine still had not worked even after two separate doses that week. The doctor had told her he thought it would be safe for her to travel (she was pretty determined to be home for Christmas). On the Friday they were to leave, she had a sharp pain in her abdomen. Her husband took her to the ER and she had emergency surgery.
Prior sonograms had shown little - only that there was no baby in utero. However, the surgery revealed that there was a lot of scarring in her Fallopian tube and that her pregnancy had been a tubal one. My precious girl lost her right Fallopian tube and her chance of having a baby for the third time that year. But God's protection was still so evident through this situaton. How so?
Well, first she and her hubby could have been on the road when her Fallopian tube burst. I can't imagine trying to find a hospital when one's wife is bleeding and in pain. God kept them safe through this. Secondly, Leah had not eaten or drunk anything that morning. This just doesn't happen. She was in the middle of cooking breakfast and hadn't eaten a morsel. She's also a huge coffee drinker, but hadn't even had any water that morning. She was ready for the surgery as if she had prepared for it.
Lastly, they had just acquired health insurance a few weeks prior to this. When Ken left his job the last day of October to go to work time full time with his own company, they knew they would have to find insurance. However, they were not aware that he was not in a grace period with his old insurance. They looked for affordable insurance, but the one they initially wanted had denied coverage to Leah. I suggested that they go with the company that my employer has. Praise the Lord, they were accepted. It was truly just in time.
By Sunday after her surgery on Friday, Leah was able to travel. She and Ken arrived Monday evening. Their visit was only cut short by a few days so we were able to still have a week long visit with them. I was so grateful to have my girl home and healthy! What a joy it was to have them here!
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