Emotional Roller Coaster of a Saturday

This is a small poem that I came up with as I typed. Saturday has been just what this poem states, an emotional roller coaster for me and definitely for Scilla. This poem hasn't been thought out and may not be great, but I hope you all enjoy reading it.

Emotional. Roller. Coaster.

So much pain 

with little to gain.

When the car is on track, all  is well

until up comes a curve that seems like hell. 

My car turns left, then turns right

I wander how I can continue this fight.

Emotional. Roller. Coaster.

My car turns upside down 

and what once was a smile is now a frown.

There is a small pause, enough to spark fear

then the car moves and through a tunnel disappear.

As the car travels the curves and around the loops

I feel like I keep having to jump through hoops.

Emotional. Roller. Coaster.

I see the straightaway, near the home stretch we go

because I know the rest of this ride is not going to be so.

Faith, sustains me and prayer gets me through

because only God knows what's in store for you!

Emotional. Roller. Coaster.   

 Saturday was very rough for Scilla. It was one of those days that we expect more of, but know will be few and in between. She called me and said "today is a depressing day" and when I asked her why, she really had no explanation. I reminded her that everyday is not going to be a great day, there are going to be days when she is mad, frustrated, and don't want to be bothered, but the good days will outweigh the bad and that she must remain faithful because God is still good!

     As far as her health is concerned, her drainage tube did not come out on Saturday, but may be removed on Sunday. I talked with her doctor and he said that her body was putting out too much drainage to remove the tube; removing the tube too early would just allow the fluid to build back up in her body. She is also still experiencing fevers and the doctor said they would continue to check her cultures to see if anything shows up and if they keep coming up negative for infection, the next move would be to remove her central line. The doctor said that he is not saying that is what is causing the fever, but when they can't find the cause for something, they start removing stuff. Her fever fluctuates greatly, so much so that she sent April (Greg's niece ) to Kmart to buy her one of the clip on desk fans! I told her I had one at home if she could wait until tomorrow, but she insisted on getting one and said she could clip it to her wheelchair when she goes to the beach; so as you can see, she is already making travel plans!

     Today, I have had a roller coaster of emotions. I attended funeral services for Patrick Jackson, the young man I mentioned earlier this week in the blog. Pat was a good friend of scilla's son, A.D and he was a very nice and respectable young man. This whole situation with Pat weighs heavy on my heart this young man's life was taken for no reason and as the result of a violent act. I ask for prayer for Pat's family, but I ask that you pray for my nephew, A.D also. I am praying that A.D does not let Pat's death go in vain. A.D is Scilla's first born and will always be her baby. She worries about him and lately her worry for him has been a source of stress for her. I have expressed to A.D that right now our family has a lot going on without having to worry for his safety. I love my sister and I don't want to see her hurt; so I am asking prayer for A.D that he realizes it is time out for playing games and running the streets; it is time to man up baby boy. Some people may think it is not appropriate to write about this here, but the bottom line is that as mother, your well being is linked to that of your children; when your children hurt, you hurt. So for Scilla's well-being I feel it important to ask for prayer for her son.

"Walking in Faith..."