Many Helping Hands

I just have to take a moment to list some of the ways I have experienced God’s mercy and provision through the care of others over the past few days.

• Geri’s husband, Mike, drove us to the airport after just finishing a two-day drive a few days before to bring his daughter home from college.
•  Hannah, Geri’s daughter and my friend, coming along for the ride to the airport and helping us with all the luggage.
• Mom packing until after 2am yesterday morning and then getting up early to do more.
•  Mom training Geri how to do my TPN.
• Geri investing all the time to learn. 
• My friend, Sarah, taking the time to help me go through clothes, taking me to CVS to get a new cane when mine started causing a blister, and then coming by before I left to fix my crutch with a new tip and grip support for the handle.
• Geri altering clothes so I’d have some things to wear in AZ.
• My sister, Tiffany, coming by last night to help me with my hair and say goodbye.
• My dad driving around to find me a new phone when my old one hit the wall yesterday.
• My friend, Rhoda, creating a prayer sign-up for me. My brother, Michael, helping me up and down the stairs.
•  My friend, Kathy, stopping by to say goodbye even though she has her own health struggles.

And at the airport yesterday...

• Geri was struggling with pushing our carry-on’s and handling my crutch and pillow while also supporting me.  After realizing that it probably would have been better to keep a luggage cart we suddenly came upon one that someone had left behind. God is so kind.
• When pre-boarding, one of the pilots offered to help us by taking all the carry-on’s we were struggling with himself so Geri could focus on just supporting me.
• Though the flight was supposed to be completely full, God gave us an open center seat so I could shift positions more easily.
• God gave me a VERY kind flight attendant.  Once she heard that I have trouble breathing while sitting and would need to stand as much as possible, she said that if the air pressure made me too uncomfortable, just to let her know and she would ask the captain if he could fly at a lower altitude. J  I never knew that was something they would consider doing. She also allowed me to keep my crutch for support right up until take-off. Then she stored it for me and offered to get it down whenever I needed it.
• The flight was long but uneventful, and God truly gave me grace to get through. When we landed, several of the flight crew told me they would be praying for me, and a kind member of the airport staff wheeled me to the baggage claim and then helped us get the luggage into the car.
• And the list goes on.... :) Thank you for praying! These are a direct result of your prayers.