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Elizabeth and the Horrible, Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Ya know when you have one of "those days", one of those horrible, terrible, no good, very bad days? I had one of them the other day and it was awful. It started out that I hadn't slept well for a few days so I was kind of grumpy. Everything that I touched seemed to break or malfunction, it was unbearably hot, I cut open my finger attempting to open one of those loathed glass ampules (my nurse friends know!), and I couldn't seem to find anything. On top of it all I found out only a couple hours into my shift that my dear friend, who was going to come visit me here in Honduras next week, isn't coming anymore. So I was tired, frustrated, dying of heat stoke, and now completely heart broken. I wanted nothing more than to hide from everyone in my air conditioned and have a good cry because it was definitely the end of the world. 
Our miracle baby - Issis Milagro
    It was the very end of my shift at 2pm, when the mother of our premature baby at the end of the hall came running out the room yelling, "Something is wrong with my baby!" Dr Peter, Dr Anna, and I ran into the room to find the baby lying on the bed, blue and lifeless. She looked like she had been dead for 10 minutes. We tried anyway. Dr Peter started CPR and I started breathing for her with an ambu. No sooner did we have a heartbeat and get her oxygen levels up then we started losing her again. It didn't look good but at last we got her back. Only by the grace of God, this dead baby was revived again!
   Suddenly, the lack of sleep, the devastation of my friend no longer coming, cutting my finger no longer seemed like big things anymore. Yes, I still had a good cry but it's amazing how God puts things back into perspective when "it's just not going right". The world was no longer going to come to an end because things weren't going how I wanted them to. There were much bigger things to worry about. 

Jasmine loves her new shirt that says, "and
though she be but little, she is FIERCE"
    On a happier note, for those of you asking about our other miracle, Jasmine, I wanted to give you a little update. She is doing amazing! Healing slowly but surely! She no longer has any chest tubes, is breathing without oxygen and although she is still very weak, she is walking short distances with a walker! She is still has a long road to complete recovery but it appears that she is out of the woods. Praise God for His healing! For the first time since her admission 6 weeks ago, I was able to help her shower and wash her hair today. She was so happy! Its amazing how even a shower can make someone feel so much better! We are lacking in the therapy department here so if any of my therapy friends want to come to visit, we have a little girl who desperately wants to play her favorite game of soccer again. 
Prayer requests:
1) continued healing for Jasmine and that her appetite will return. 
2) For our preemie baby, Issis Milagro 
3) Wisdom and strength for us missionary doctors and nurses
4) prayer for a few of the missionaries here who are torn between their ministries here and terminally ill loved ones in the States 
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Location: Balfate, Honduras

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