Well I have been enlightened to better blogging. To be honest I hated blogspot from the start.
Go to my new blog at http://winnhouse.wordpress.com/
See you there...
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Friday, January 26, 2007
Doctors are so encouraging
So the other day we went to see the doctor for the regular maternity check-up. Everything is great and right on schedule. So everything is just great right? Apparently not for long.
The doctor was telling us that Jen was about to enter into the MISERY of pregnancy. She was saying how it is gonna hurt to eat, to sleep, to basically exist. Jen already doesn't feel great and is tired of being pregnant, so this was not great news.
The doctor said that from week 34 and on, it is just not fun anymore. So I calmly asked her, what week we were at right now and... 33! So like next Wednesday is she gonna wake up and BOOM! MISERY! AHHHH!!! ???
I know that is an exaggeration, I hope...
Only weeks to go!!! Can't wait.
The doctor was telling us that Jen was about to enter into the MISERY of pregnancy. She was saying how it is gonna hurt to eat, to sleep, to basically exist. Jen already doesn't feel great and is tired of being pregnant, so this was not great news.
The doctor said that from week 34 and on, it is just not fun anymore. So I calmly asked her, what week we were at right now and... 33! So like next Wednesday is she gonna wake up and BOOM! MISERY! AHHHH!!! ???
I know that is an exaggeration, I hope...
Only weeks to go!!! Can't wait.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Stomach Virus = No Bueno
So the other night I suddenly got real sick.. I mean within 5 mins of feeling completely normal. The next ten hours would prove to be the worse of my life. I wish that was an exaggeration, but it wasn't.
For about 8 hours straight, my body continued to empty itself from both ends simultaneously. I know that is disgusting, but that is the only way I could describe it. First it was food, then stomach bile, then just water.
My back, stomach, and legs were completely cramped. I figured it was from laying on the tile floor the whole night, but I would find out later otherwise.
After the whole night, I decided to weigh myself and discovered that I had lost 9lbs in about 8 hours. The thing I was most concerned about was becoming overly dehydrated. We looked up the symptoms of extreme dehydration and I fit the mold. Dizziness, blurred vision, etc.
At about 7:45 the next morning (about 10 hours after getting sick) we went to the nearest care now for help. They immediately sent me to the hospital, even before I was seen because of the severity of my condition.
Luckily we got to the hospital at a good time, because I got immediately in a room. They hooked me up to a IV that gave me fluids, pain meds, and anti-nausea meds. They told me that the muscle cramps were a result of a potassium depletion from my body emptying itself.
After three attempts of getting an IV started, which sucks because I hate needles to begin with, we finally got me going on fluids. I was asleep in about 3 mins. What a relief!
The whole experience was cool because I got to talk to the chaplain, the doctor and the nurses about how I was a minister. They asked me about it since my health insurance was the seminarian plan. I guess that news made it down the chain from the check in ladies.
After about 6 hours of sleep in the ER, they finally let me go. I am feeling much better now, praise God!
So what we thought was food poisoning turned out to be a stomach virus. I don't know which is worse, but who cares. The good thing is that it is now over!
This little bout with illness taught me a lot in terms of ministry. Think about the people that are in the hospital for long periods of time and experience what I did day in and day out because of cancer or something like that.
How are we ministering to these people? To their families? I hope we are doing a good job, but are we really? My wife was a little overwhelmed with the whole hospital thing. My parents came and got her breakfast and lunch and went with her to by me groceries and medicine. It was a blessing.
But what about people that don't have this type of family support? A bad deal would have been worse, with no one to minister to us.
Lets be especially aware of these situations, and do what we can to minister to families in need, when no one else will.
For about 8 hours straight, my body continued to empty itself from both ends simultaneously. I know that is disgusting, but that is the only way I could describe it. First it was food, then stomach bile, then just water.
My back, stomach, and legs were completely cramped. I figured it was from laying on the tile floor the whole night, but I would find out later otherwise.
After the whole night, I decided to weigh myself and discovered that I had lost 9lbs in about 8 hours. The thing I was most concerned about was becoming overly dehydrated. We looked up the symptoms of extreme dehydration and I fit the mold. Dizziness, blurred vision, etc.
At about 7:45 the next morning (about 10 hours after getting sick) we went to the nearest care now for help. They immediately sent me to the hospital, even before I was seen because of the severity of my condition.
Luckily we got to the hospital at a good time, because I got immediately in a room. They hooked me up to a IV that gave me fluids, pain meds, and anti-nausea meds. They told me that the muscle cramps were a result of a potassium depletion from my body emptying itself.
After three attempts of getting an IV started, which sucks because I hate needles to begin with, we finally got me going on fluids. I was asleep in about 3 mins. What a relief!
The whole experience was cool because I got to talk to the chaplain, the doctor and the nurses about how I was a minister. They asked me about it since my health insurance was the seminarian plan. I guess that news made it down the chain from the check in ladies.
After about 6 hours of sleep in the ER, they finally let me go. I am feeling much better now, praise God!
So what we thought was food poisoning turned out to be a stomach virus. I don't know which is worse, but who cares. The good thing is that it is now over!
This little bout with illness taught me a lot in terms of ministry. Think about the people that are in the hospital for long periods of time and experience what I did day in and day out because of cancer or something like that.
How are we ministering to these people? To their families? I hope we are doing a good job, but are we really? My wife was a little overwhelmed with the whole hospital thing. My parents came and got her breakfast and lunch and went with her to by me groceries and medicine. It was a blessing.
But what about people that don't have this type of family support? A bad deal would have been worse, with no one to minister to us.
Lets be especially aware of these situations, and do what we can to minister to families in need, when no one else will.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Okay so we are blogging...
So my sister suggested that we start blogging. So here is my latest thought.
So in 8 weeks, I will be welcoming my daughter into this world. This both excites me and scares me to no end.
The thought of being a dad seems to be such an undertaking. You are responsible for their saftey, their shelter, their basic well-being. I know this may sound funny, but the thing that scares me the most is that I will be carrying her and I will trip and fall. Isn't that rediculous that would be my biggest fear?
I think it just adds to a fear of screwing this kid up. My parents were incredible and I still had my years of craziness. I know too many kids that have perminately messed up their lives, yet had amazing Godly parents. Yet I know just as many people in the exact opposite position. Horrible parents, yet the turned out awesome.
With all that to say, I think that I should surrender my parenting to God and allow Him to shape me as a dad, thus shaping my daughter as a woman of God. Is there anything else I can really do? I know that based on my own effort, that I suck at life, and without my maker, I am nothing.
Can you imagine life without God? What a horrific thought. I think that is why hell is such a terrifing thought to me. Not because of the "lake of fire" but the eternity without my maker.
I always wonder how people could reject the Gospel and send themselves to an eternity without God, but I guess if you never have a relationship with him, you don't know what you are missing.
Back to the point, Pray that God would shape me into a reflection of His "fatherhood" for my daughter. I pray that my daughter never experiences me as a father, but only God through me.
In HIM,
mw
So in 8 weeks, I will be welcoming my daughter into this world. This both excites me and scares me to no end.
The thought of being a dad seems to be such an undertaking. You are responsible for their saftey, their shelter, their basic well-being. I know this may sound funny, but the thing that scares me the most is that I will be carrying her and I will trip and fall. Isn't that rediculous that would be my biggest fear?
I think it just adds to a fear of screwing this kid up. My parents were incredible and I still had my years of craziness. I know too many kids that have perminately messed up their lives, yet had amazing Godly parents. Yet I know just as many people in the exact opposite position. Horrible parents, yet the turned out awesome.
With all that to say, I think that I should surrender my parenting to God and allow Him to shape me as a dad, thus shaping my daughter as a woman of God. Is there anything else I can really do? I know that based on my own effort, that I suck at life, and without my maker, I am nothing.
Can you imagine life without God? What a horrific thought. I think that is why hell is such a terrifing thought to me. Not because of the "lake of fire" but the eternity without my maker.
I always wonder how people could reject the Gospel and send themselves to an eternity without God, but I guess if you never have a relationship with him, you don't know what you are missing.
Back to the point, Pray that God would shape me into a reflection of His "fatherhood" for my daughter. I pray that my daughter never experiences me as a father, but only God through me.
In HIM,
mw
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