Months ago, Glen reserved a cottage
in Pennsylvania for our vacation this summer.
Throughout the winter we looked forward to what we would do and see on
this vacation. By the time July arrived
we were counting the days. Then on July
10th, I went for my annual check-up with the doctor.
Anticipated events do not always unfold the way I expect them
to.
Things were
normal, until she listened to my heart.
Then as her puzzled expression turned to concern, I knew something was
wrong. She excused herself to call a colleague for some advice. When she returned to the examining room she
informed me that I would have to go immediately to the Emergency Room at the
hospital, and she had arranged for a cardiologist to see me there. She
explained her diagnosis and why it had to be checked out immediately. I called Glen and he met me at the hospital.
The tests were
done, the diagnosis confirmed and medicine prescribed. My family doctor would do the follow-up. I
was released from the hospital at 4 p.m. I called for my follow-up appointment
and left a message explaining that I would be leaving two days later, going to
the States on vacation. Imagine my shock when she returned my call and informed
me that she would not authorize me to travel to the cottage. Devastated, I
sobbed out the news of the doctor's call to my work colleague who embraced me
in a comforting hug. What a disappointment!
Fortunately our
daughter Elizabeth, her husband, Johan and their daughter Sanna were able to
change their plans and take our reservation.
They had planned to be with us for part of the time anyway.
Then this week,
when we were visiting with doctor friends in another province, the way opened
up for me to have the necessary tests required to discover the extent of my problem
by meeting with their cardiologist friend.
That visit cleared the way for us to go the cottage after all.
However, the
unexpected bonus in all of this came from an opportunity to spend time with my
brother and sister-in-law who live near our doctor friends. After lunch in their home, my brother David
presented me with a binder that he created filled with notes, letters and
emails about Glen and me and our children.
Some of the material was from papers my Father had saved that David
salvaged after Dad's passing.
I was thrilled
to discover the collection included the notes and prayer newsletters that we
had
For me the timing of this discovery was perfect. I had little of this information in my
personal files. Another plan I have for
this summer is to take some vacation time and work on the writing of my new
book called The Interrupted Life. This book
will include stories of many interrupted lives and what we learn from
them. A potential publisher suggested
that to provide authenticity, I needed to include some of the things that we
learned from the interruption of John's car accident. It was the only story where I lacked
sufficient documentation. Without that I have been hesitant about proceeding
and have been asking the Lord for some sign that I really should persist in
this project.
sent out at the time of John's accident.
I have had
questions about taking time to do this right now, since there seem to be so
many other pressing items on my agenda these days. But, I do not see a time in
the foreseeable future when that will not be the case. Like most writers, I also wonder what I can
say on the subject that has not already been said more effectively by someone
else. Yet the desire continues to burn
within me to tell the stories. They have become such an inspiration to me.
Now, I had a new
question. Were my health issues a
warning to cut back on activities and did that include my writing? I saw the gift of this binder as a green
light. The resolution of the health
issues for the time being was the confirmation.
So I plan to plunge into all my accumulated resources and write the
book, relying on the inspiration provided by the Spirit of God and the
prayerful support of my fellow Canadian writers who are Christian. It is a joy to share this journey, when the
signposts appear to guide us.
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1 comment:
Eleanor, I can imagine your relief and joy in how things worked out so well for you and Glen to have the longed-for holiday, and also for the health solution in the meantime. May all things go well from here on.
This experience seems to fit in with your next book project, as described.
In some way it may have better prepared you for engaging in it. ~~+~~
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