I’ve never felt the power of prayer and the power of social media so much as when we were in New York for Spring Break last week. I’m amazed by the people that followed our journey pre and post illness. Here’s a recap for those who missed it.
Last week we took the kids to New York City. It was their first plane ride as well as their first time to a big city, and they loved it! We explored and ice skated in Central Park, managed to find a bit of snow to play in and saw the Statue of Liberty from the Staten Island Ferry. We found a great 2 bedroom apartment a few blocks from a subway station on the Upper East Side that was our home for the week. We only saw it twice a day as we were exploring the city all day, every day.
Long story short, we hit all the major tourist attractions: Joe’s Shanghai in Chinatown, Brooklyn Bridge, Times Square, Toys R Us, FAO Schwarz, Serendipity, Ellen’s Stardust Diner, Empire State Building (or “Umpire State Building”, according to Jack), Museum of Natural History, The Metropolitan Museum of Art, The Guggenheim Museum (or “Googleheim”, according to Jack, again), Madame Tussaud’s, Cinderella on Broadway (girls), Aladdin on Broadway (boys), Dylan’s Candy Bar, The Discovery Museum, Rockefeller Center, Top of the Rock, and New York Presbyterian Hospital.
Allow me to explain my last “attraction” — When we went to the Top of the Rock on Friday afternoon, Emily very quickly came down with a migraine and felt nauseated. We managed to get a few photos before we had to take her home (hence why she doesn’t look like herself in those). She slept for a few hours before waking up vomiting with pain in her chest and left arm. Josh called his friend from Tupelo that is a nurse in the city. She recommended New York Presbyterian Hospital — it’s where she works, and they have a great pediatric unit. They went to the ER around 11 pm, and she was admitted to the ICU with pneumonia a couple hours later. She didn’t seem ill during the week, but evidently had a virus lurking around the whole time.
Needless to say, we were quite scared and overwhelmed. People talk about how New Yorkers always band together and support each other. Well, we were blessed with double hospitality from native Mississippians living in New York. Thank you to all the people who offered to help (at home and in the city). We’re truly blessed with so many great people in our life. The power of God through prayers was strongly felt. We are ridiculously humbled. I caught myself crying many times over the weekend. Not necessarily all out of fear since we felt like Em was in good hands. It was more in response to the incredible overflow of love from everyone.
Saturday Chloe, Jack and I visited Emily at the hospital. However, we didn’t want them to be cooped up their last day in New York, so while Josh stayed with Em, I took Chloe and Jack ice skating as planned. We had fun and did really well considering we’re from a town that only has access to an ice skating rink because of indoor hockey. That is, until Jack took me down with him in a puddle of inch-deep water. Needless to say, we left shortly thereafter to buy some goodies for Emily. After dinner with her, we made one last trek to Serendipity. We didn’t get a table until 11:30, took the subway home and finally got in around 1 am.
Emily was not released in time to make her flight home as planned. However, she was taken off of high-flow oxygen early on Sunday and was walking around by lunch. I had a family friend help me with all of our luggage and give Chloe, Jack and me a ride to the airport. Josh had a friend deliver and eat dinner with them. It was tough on us to have something so bizarre, scary and unexpected thrown into the trip. But we’re glad it happened at the end — after Em did almost all of the touristy things. She did say that once she started feeling better, she enjoyed the one-on-one time with her daddy and the flight home alone with him on Monday.
It was a crappy ending to an amazing week, but nevertheless, a great story. It’s been amazing to see people throughout the week who have mentioned the situation. It’s baffling to think that so many people saw our story develop on Facebook. It’s wild and a little weird at the same time. But I honestly believe that she healed as quickly as she did because of everyone that prayed for her. That is one way that social media is truly awesome.
Here are some of our photos from last week. You can find more on my Instagram account.
Here’s to the next Mabus Shenanigan — may it be fun, adventurous, and not involve hospitals!