Well, this day has been pretty interesting to say the least. I reckon the whole weekend really. I had to work just about the entire day yesterday. Went in at 10 and left around 5. It was a long day for sure but worth it because we were really busy. I'm ok with long days that end well financially. :)
On days like that, however, I don't really like to come home and have to figure out what to make for dinner. My entire body really hurts from walking/running around all day assisting to everyone's needs. Just saying. Anyways. When Matt picked me up, he asked me what we wanted to do for dinner and I said I didn't really care just as long as I didn't have to make anything. He suggested Mixto.
Mixto is in downtown Wilmington and a very eccentric place to dine. The atmosphere is really unique. The cuisine is Tex Mex, kind of like Tower 7 or K38 if you know what they are like. I personally had only been by the place so when he suggested we go out for dinner there, I was ok with that.
The conversation on the ride over and throughout dinner was focused around the next steps we will be taking. I believe I have posted before about Matthew's decision on medical school. He has decided on going to school to be a Veterinarian. Although there are 20+ schools around the US that he could apply for, the two that we have been looking for are in Raleigh (NC State) or St. George's in Grenada (which....is in the Caribbean.) Tuition for NC State will obviously be the least expensive because we would be paying as an in state student. The school in Grenada would be a bit more but would still be cheaper than going out of state.
Let me rewind just a few days. Thursday while on my way to dance, Matt calls me after his online lecture and tells me that he go in touch with the application adviser for St. George's. We have been under the impression that we can't start application processes for either school until he takes the GRE. And he can't take the GRE until March sometime. SO!! He starts talking to this guy who actually is really good friends with Matt's old boss from Banfield (the vet that he has worked at for a while.). He tells Matthew that there's no reason really for why he can't get into this school and tells him to go ahead and fill out his application, get his recommendation letters, and transcripts sent in. Then, when he takes the GRE he can get those scores sent. Basically, doesn't matter if you have taken the GRE or not, go ahead and get the process started and we will be waiting to receive your info. Pretty freakin great news!!!!!!
SO!!!!
Our conversation last night was pretty much centered around this. Now, let me just throw this out there (and I think I can speak for Matthew here as well), the reason we have been fasting was to get direction on where we are to go to school. Matt knew he was supposed to go back to school for some medical field and the process for figuring out which one exactly was a long painful one in itself. We both have felt Vet school was the way to go and I have been trying to support him in whatever way I personally can with this. Matthew opened up last night telling me that he didn't really feel much from the first week of the fast and I completely agreed with him!! The entire first week I felt very upset and angry that "nothing" was happening. I didn't feel like I was getting anything out of it truthfully. By Monday, I was fed up and ready to give up for sure. As we sat at Mixto last night talking about this next step and how we have felt about the fasting, I told him that I was in the same boat but then I felt like the reason for the "silence" was to get me in a place where all the "junk" was out so that a renewing could take place. I made the comment that you have to clean out the dirt and gunk in order to have a clean place to work with. When there's "stuff" in the way, you can't really move. Now, I'm still not sold on either school because I don't want us to make our own plans on how all this will go. Matthew starting the application process for St. George's is a step saying, "Ok God, I don't know where I'm supposed to be but I trust you in showing me that way. Here is my step of faith in one direction. Close this option tight if its not your will I go there. I trust you to lead me." We have to move one direction or another because standing still doesn't help God in showing us directions. Stepping out in faith and trusting Him is what God wants us to do.
We sat there talking about all the possibilities of moving to Grenada. Both of us were in a great mood!! Paid the bill and left. As we were coming home, I asked him what he wanted to do next and looking at the time (which was right around 830) I suggested watching a movie when we got home. He was up for it so we got comfy on the couches (I like to stretch out so yes, he sat on one couch and me on the other ha) and watched Dirty Dancing, one of my favorite. :) It was close to midnight by the time we got in bed.
It was 1:30 when it all started.....
Matt was sick.
I think it was food poisoning from the restaurant and I started praying that I wouldn't get sick. Because, let's be honest, what's worse than one person having food poisoning?? Two people having food poisoning. :-/ *Don't worry, I won't go into details here.*
He was up all night long which kept me up worrying about what in the world I was supposed to do!! I think God was just preparing me for kids. ;) He would laid down for about 30 min and then be in the bathroom where I would have to get him back to bed and get him comfortable long enough for me to go back to our bed long enough to doze of for him to run back to the bathroom again. It was a vicious cycle all night until about 5:30 when it finally stopped. He still didn't sleep, poor guy, which made me feel so much more helpless. When I woke up around 9, I hadn't realized I had fallen asleep at all. Went in and checked on him and he said that he had tried calling for me for about two hours until he finally gave up and just tried to sleep. I got him as comfortable as possible and then left for the store. Picked up some Ginger Ale, Gatorade, ramen, thermometer, and some other cleaning supplies. I took his temperature, which was 100.3, gave him some Ginger Ale and Gatorade along with the cup of water he already had, and then set to work cleaning EVERYTHING. (I've done 4 loads of laundry today and I'm still not finished. Just saying.) Checked on him around 12 and he was asleep thank God. I sat down on the couch and fell asleep for about 15 minutes until I woke up and went back to bed until about 3:30 when he texted me and said he was ready to get up. :) (He was in the guest room so instead of calling for me this time, he just texted me ha might sound lazy but I understood he just wasn't feeling good.)
Got him up in the living room, all nice and comfy on the couch. And that's where he's been all afternoon/evening. We're right in the middle of our fast and I can't help to think that after that conversation last night, that this isn't an attack from the devil. Following the Lord in ALL things is not always easy but Jesus did say that He would not give us more than we can handle. Taking care of Matt and feeling completely helpless and useless to do anything to make him feel better was definitely one of those moments that was not easy. I prayed all night long as I tried to make him comfortable and asked the God would help him sleep. I am grateful that we didn't end up in the hospital but I'm still a little worried for him because he's very weak and still has a temp of 100. He will not be going to school tomorrow that's for sure!! I'm just praying for a peaceful nights rest for him and against any other ideas Satan might have.
I know this hasn't been a great post but I thought I'd share a struggle that I have had to deal with over the last 24 hrs. Please keep us in your prayers along with others that I know from our church that have been attacked in a similar way over the past couple of days.
God is good.
And His mercies endure FOREVER.
A hui kaua....
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