I feel compelled to share this post on behalf of all the loving caretakers out there who take such good care of their loved ones and who sometimes do so without the benefit of a medical degree. That being said, I think I almost killed my husband last night! Ok, not really, but if you ask him I did!
It all started about a week ago. One night as I was getting Jeff's evening medication ready for him (something I do every night without fail), I noticed that his folic acid was nearly out. I poured the remaining pills into my hand to count them so I would know how many days I had left before I had to get the prescription refilled. As the pills spilled into my hand, I noticed that there where eight of them. However, they weren't all the same. They were all the same size and shape but six of them were a pale yellow and two were white. Strange, I thought, but since they were the same size I thought that maybe they just came in different colors. I have a friend who is a pharmacist and I thought I'd take them in and let him see. Problem is, I couldn't seem to remember to do that.
So fast forward to last night...you guessed it, I was down to the two white "folic acid" pills. So I prepared the evening medicine and fixed him a nice cool glass of water. He was a good patient and downed the pills, then off to bed we went.
Now, he hasn't been sleeping very well, so as we laid down last night, I prayed over him. That's something I do often, but last night I prayed that he would sleep well and begin to regain his strength. When we woke this morning and he told me that he had indeed slept well. I was so pleased! When he moved to the recliner and fell into a deep slumber again, I thought, "Wow, he really needed his rest!".
I left to go for a walk with my friend, after which I stopped by the pharmacy to get his prescription refilled. My friend (the pharmacist) happened to be in, so I told him about the strange two white pills. He asked me if the markings were the same on the pills...well, I didn't think to look for that!
I returned home to find Jeff still sleeping! What a great prayer life I must have! While it was still fresh on my mind, I wanted to check that pill. So I grabbed the bottle and dropped out the last pill. I promptly called my friend and relayed the information to him. Funny thing...you may have figured it out by now, but it seems that wasn't folic acid that I gave him last night! You see, somehow, somewhere down the road, I accidentally mixed up two of his phenergan pills in his bottle of folic acid. So what I actually had given him was phenergan...which effectively knocks him out! (But hey, at least he wasn't nauseated!)
As humerous as this is right now, my husband was not laughing when I confessed my mistake to him! He did, however, sleep the rest of the day away! Tonight, I have a new resolve to be more careful as I tend to him...and he has a new resolve to question EVERYTHING I give him! I'm so glad that God graciously gives us laughter amidst the hardest struggles of our lives.
We are now just a short couple of weeks away from his rescan. Though I have had moments when the enemy has tried to make me doubt, the peace that God has given me is still strongfast. I believe that he is healed. We will continue to do everything the doctors tell us to do and we will continue to believe. And I will continue to administer care...and he will continue to forgive my shortcomings! And together, we will continue to laugh...A cheerful heart is good medicine...Proverbs 17:22
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