Oct 11, 2008
Last night, working on a prompting, I took Ryder into the doctor just to have his ears checked. Sure enough, both ears were infected. His tubes fell out about 2 months ago, and I was hoping that he had outgrown this problem. Guess not.
On the way home, my right ear started hurting. I thought it was just sympathy pains for Ryder. As each hour passed, the pain became worse. After taking some Tylenol, then 2 hours later Ibuprofen; I was able to sleep. I slept for 30 minutes when I woke up with excruciating pain radiating down my jaw and to the nerves of my teeth. I prayed, boy--did I pray hard, and then I asked Bill to give me a blessing. As he was about to administer to me, my ear popped and gurgled and sounded like a witch's cauldron. The pain subsided. I prayed again.
I am grateful that Heavenly Father answers our prayers in desperate times. I am glad he is mindful of me. Another tender mercy in my life.
(Oh, BTW, the popping was my ear drum breaking. OUCH!)