I remember the day my husband stood between my IV port and the nurse. I have met nurses a’plenty through my years, not many are like this one; but this one was my nurse at the time.
I had had a minor surgery (as if any are really minor). Family was not allowed in Recovery Room #1. I woke up and they game me pain meds through my IV. Not long after my feet started twitching uncontrollably. “Weird,” I thought. Then my hands were feeling unconnected to my body.
There was no assistance to be had because a gentleman in the bed across from me was completely flipping out and all hands were on deck to keep him from ripping everything out: tubes, stitches, who knows what.
I laid on my stretcher flipping and twitching and freaking out quite a bit. I finally got the nurse’s attention and he said I was in pain and gave me more meds. I attempted to inform him that I was not in pain.
Then we moved to Recovery Room #2 and my husband was allowed to be with me. He took one look at me and his eyes widened like saucers. “What’s up?” he whispered. I couldn’t answer. The nurse came in and said I needed more pain meds. I looked at my husband, pleading with my eyes. “Are you in pain?” he asked. I was able to communicate that I was not. By this time I had no control over any of my limbs or my voice.
Dan, my wonderful husband, simply took a step to his right and stood beside my arm with the IV in it, completely blocking access.
“Why don’t we check reactions to this drug?” he suggested.
The responses were very simple: No one has trouble with this drug.
“You don’t know my wife,” was Dan’s reply.
They called in the anesthesiologist and a doctor. Everyone scratched their heads. I flipped and flopped. They finally looked up the reactions.
Allergic reaction #1: Severe agitation. Some times extremely severe.
There we were. That was me. They gave me no more of the mean drug and, eventually, I began to calm down.
I will never forget the day my husband stepped between me and someone who was doing damage to me.
There’s nothing like that feeling that you are being completely watched over.
As Christians we should feel that way all the time, shouldn’t we?
Safe in His care