Earlier last week I sprained my ankle and my son had a virus. We were focusing all of our energy at that point in getting both of us well by Friday. Why? His college graduation was scheduled for Friday night. Oh how hard he had worked for 4 years to have that precious moment in the spotlight. By late Thursday morning we were both doing great. We went out and got all of the balloons and decorations for a graduation celebration. Thursday night he had a small quarter-sized abrasion on his inner thigh. It almost looked as though a pant seam had made a little raw spot on his skin. We put some antibiotic ointment on it and off he went to get a good night’s sleep.
Friday morning he woke up with a fever. The little raw spot had grown to about 5′ wide by at least 7″ long. It was bright red and very angry looking. I had my husband take my son up to the ER to get it checked. We figured they’d give him a prescription for antibiotics and put a dressing on it. Then we’d let him rest for a few hours before we headed off to graduation. I continued making preparations for a graduation celebratory gathering. About 20 minutes later my husband called and said graduation is scratched.
I headed to the ER. When I arrived they told me my son’s BP was 60/20, his kidneys had shut down, he was in shock, had sepsis, and was very close to slipping into a coma or dying when they arrived. He had IVs and was receiving antbiotics and saline to help him. They admitted him to the ICU.
It took about a day or a little more to get his BP up. Then his kidneys had to recover from the shock. They are continuing to recover. The general consensus of the medical team was that the skin infection, sepsis, and kidney shutdown were not caused by his lupus. The lupus medications lower the immune system, and that makes illnesses, etc more likely to hit and perhaps be more severe.
This was a very scary and intense time. Father Greg came on Friday and anointed him and prayed with us. That helped immensely. When I was able, I texted some people and asked for prayers. My son’s spirits remained quite strong under all of this assault. I soon lost track of how many times they had to stick him for blood draws and IVs. My husband and I took turns covering the night shift. There was always at least one of us there. The nurses, doctors, medics and techs in the ICU were phenomenal.
As we continued to pray and hope, our terror diminished. Although we were sad that he didn’t see his graduation, we rejoiced that he would not lose his life. I had dreamed for years of seeing his graduation. He will be able to walk in the ceremony next year. His diploma is already on the wall.
After 5 days in the ICU they let him come home. His kidney function is still trying to normalize. His creatinine level is still high (3.0) as opposed to the 1.0 where they want it to be. Hopefully, time will heal that. He has more blood work scheduled for Friday. Then follow up with the nephrologist on Monday. Please pray for my son. I have such great hope and I rejoice. Why after all of these events? Oh, that is easy. He is still with us. He is feeling better every day. He hung on to his faith through all of this, and his compassionate heart. If that isn’t a miracle, what is? Remember: God doesn’t call the qualified; He qualifies the called. What is He calling you to do today?