Blindsided by Life
August 29th, 2010You know what I mean. You’re trundling along pretty well, moving from one day to the next, everything running pretty smoothly, quite a few up’s and the occasional down but never anything too serious. Suddenly, and in a flash, something goes badly wrong. Inside of yourself, you scream “why me? why now? why? why? why?” but there are no answers. Life has laid its hand upon you in a seemingly random fashion and turned your whole world upside down. That is what has been happening to me and to the person I love most in all the world. That’s why you’ve not had any fresh posts here from me, and perhaps why you may not yet have received a reply to any email you may have sent to me in recent weeks.
Five weeks ago today I was spending my morning arranging for my husband and I to be flown out of our remote area of Kenya by the Flying Doctors. My husband had fallen the evening before and was complaining of great pain in his chest. Nearly unable to walk, he was in a bad way and when that kind of thing happens, Flying Doctors are the best way in Kenya to get to medical assistance as quickly and as painlessly as possible.
Hospital x-rays revealed that my husband’s ribs were fractured, eight of them and some in more than one place. We struggled with his condition for two weeks before he was released from hospital. One week later, he went back into hospital again on an emergency basis. His blood pressure had plummeted; he was bleeding internally. He received eight units of blood (thank God for willing donors!) and major surgery for a bleeding duodenal ulcer. We thought he was out of danger, but then his chest went bad again. It seemed that handling during the procedures had dislodged the healing ribs, causing them to flail. That’s a technical term that means that every time one takes a breath, the ribs bend inwards. With the threat of pneumonia hanging over him, Jonny was still fighting for his life. The lowest point was reached when he suffered a complete respiratory failure and had to be put onto a ventilator. Fearing stroke or pulmonary embolism, it began to look as though we might lose him. You can imagine my joyful surprise when I range the hospital at 4:30 a.m. the next morning to learn that he was sitting up and trying to speak!
Since then, the road to recovery has been painfully slow but always in an upward motion. Jonny is finally out of ICU and remains in a private room in the hospital, attended by other family members and many friends. I have returned to Baringo to check on our household and take care of some business matters. I’m fighting some kind of post-trauma depression and exhaustion. Today is Sunday, and I’m taking the day to as little or as much as I please. Tomorrow and the rest of the week will be full of obligations, and I hope to be back in Nairobi with Jonathan before the end of the week.
Needless to say, this has all come as a shock to my quilting business. Previously, making plans to travel and teach had ranked high on my list of priorities. Those plans had to be canceled on very short notice, and I extend my apologies to all those who were negatively affected by those cancellations. I cannot now imagine a time when I will again be free to travel and teach outside of Kenya. I have classes scheduled at Quilt University; those will proceed as usual. Teaching online, I expect, will become a godsend to help keep me in touch with my quilting friends and students in coming months. I am optimistic that as things settle down and life returns to something approximating its usual routine, there will be time for me to finish writing True Quilts for Quilt University, and to design and prepare quilt patterns for sale here on my blog. Perhaps I will even find time to write a book or two, something I have long wanted but never found time to do. I shall continue my studies toward Judge’s Certification through the South African Quilt Guild, and will look forward to being in Stellenbosch next summer to complete that program and do a little teaching during the Good Hope Quilt Guild Festival in early July. Spending the next few months mostly in Nairobi will enable me to participate more fully in the activities of the Kenya Quilt Guild, including hanging their annual exhibition set for mid-October at the Village Market in Gigiri. I will also be able to judge the fine arts section of the East African Women’s League Homecrafts Exhibition in mid-September.
Life, I have learned, has its black moments, times when we feel the world falls apart and we are in danger of losing ourselves. Keeping calm through spiritual faith and acting with forethought, rather than reacting thoughtlessly, can help us to weather the storm until things improve. They will improve, you know! Even though one era of your life may have closed, another one quickly opens before you and you can approach that new life without fear if you recognize the process for what it is. Change is inevitable, and only acceptance of that change will permit you to move forward freely and without reserve. Jonny and I will face many changes in the coming weeks and months, even after the immediate issues of health care are resolved. I pray that we will both find the strength necessary to face those changes with open hearts and minds. We’re among the lucky ones: we have been given a second chance!
















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