He shall not die, but live.....
Furloughs or home leaves were different and sometimes eventful. Once when we were in New York at BJU friends of Kenny's, they decided we needed a night out. A change of pace. So they got a babysitter for their youngsters and Kimbo and Bobby, who were 3 and one, so we four adults could go out bowling.
I put the boys to bed before we left. Bobby slept in a portable playpen that we had along, so he was on "home turf" each night. He was a very good sleeper, so when we got home quite late, I was surprised to hear him crying.
I picked him up and realized he was hot. I asked the lady to feel his forehead. She did and then quipped, "Yes, he's got a fever. I think you should give him an aspirin."
But in my heart of hearts, I knew this was more than just an aspirin need, so I asked her if she had a thermometer. She did and when we checked it, Bobby's temp was l04! She immediately called her pediatrician and though it was near midnight, he said he would come.
I distinctly remember then walking across the room when the verse came to me, "He shall not die, but live and declare the glory of God...." That really comforted and stabilized me. When the doctor came and examined him, he gave him the right medication and I held him until his temp was down a couple of degrees and then put him in his crib where he slept soundly the rest of the night. In the morning he woke up and sat there singing.
Later, about mid-morning, the doctor called to ask how his patient was and when I told him he woke up singing, he basically said, "That might be, but I think he'll break out with roziola. He was just going into convulsions when I got here last night!"
We were pretty shocked as we were unaware of the convulsions-scare. But he was completely fine and never developed roziola. So God took good care of us and continued to bless Bobb...and uses him for His glory even today.
And by the way, that was the last call the doctor made...then he was going to a hotel where he couldn't be reached! No cell phones in those days!
I put the boys to bed before we left. Bobby slept in a portable playpen that we had along, so he was on "home turf" each night. He was a very good sleeper, so when we got home quite late, I was surprised to hear him crying.
I picked him up and realized he was hot. I asked the lady to feel his forehead. She did and then quipped, "Yes, he's got a fever. I think you should give him an aspirin."
But in my heart of hearts, I knew this was more than just an aspirin need, so I asked her if she had a thermometer. She did and when we checked it, Bobby's temp was l04! She immediately called her pediatrician and though it was near midnight, he said he would come.
I distinctly remember then walking across the room when the verse came to me, "He shall not die, but live and declare the glory of God...." That really comforted and stabilized me. When the doctor came and examined him, he gave him the right medication and I held him until his temp was down a couple of degrees and then put him in his crib where he slept soundly the rest of the night. In the morning he woke up and sat there singing.
Later, about mid-morning, the doctor called to ask how his patient was and when I told him he woke up singing, he basically said, "That might be, but I think he'll break out with roziola. He was just going into convulsions when I got here last night!"
We were pretty shocked as we were unaware of the convulsions-scare. But he was completely fine and never developed roziola. So God took good care of us and continued to bless Bobb...and uses him for His glory even today.
And by the way, that was the last call the doctor made...then he was going to a hotel where he couldn't be reached! No cell phones in those days!
posted by Lila @ 7:08 PM
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