Ryan’s Miracle Watch 3/29/20

1 Peter 5:8-9   Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith, because you know that the family of believers throughout the world is undergoing the same kind of sufferings.

The next several weeks (basically April) will be the most challenging our entire Nation has faced in a long, long time. There’s always been a spiritual battle going on between good and evil; God and Satan.  The Coronavirus is just another satanic attempt to destroy our faith in God…to lure us away from Him…to take our eye off the mark. Just so you know, God’s kicking Satan’s you know what. In the end, God will be victorious and, therefore, we also will be. Therefore, don’t worry…but pray. Pray like you never have before. This is how we keep in contact with our Father in Heaven. We need to pray that He will put a cloak of protection over us, and to immediately provide a cure/vaccination for this disease. Until one is found, this virus will continue to ravage the world at large.

2 Corinthians 10:3-5   For though we live in the world, we do not wage war as the world does. The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds. We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.

Ephesians 6:11-17   Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.

Ryan and I will be on our knees, and would love for you to join us…

Ryan’s Miracle Watch 3/26/20

I just posted something I had written yesterday and thought was posted. There is a glitch in this system. I believe it’s called usererroris. I’m sure someone is going to blame it on Trump. We all need to pray for our leaders! And, our country. And, the world at large.

Ryan and I had a good day…well, as good as it can get. After my shift, I went to the hospital to pick up some of his meds. I was surprised at the new procedures in place just to get into the hospital. Every walkway is blocked by flagging except for the one which leads directly to the front entry. Upon arriving at said front entry, I stood in line…in a boxed outlined on the ground with blue masking tape, spaced 6-feet apart. When I got to the front of the line, someone greeted me with hand sanitizer. Then, I was called to stand in another blue box where I was asked a series of questions…What was I there for? Have I had the sniffles? Fever? What kind of car do you drive? What’s your favorite color? What would you like for your last meal? Actually, I spaced after the fever question. Upon completion of answering all questions, I was awarded with a green ribbon that would identify me as a person who answered all of the questions, what I am assuming, correctly. I was so proud of my accomplishment. I knew I was smart, but just how smart, I had no idea. Some say I’m sharp as a marble. How honored I felt. That is, until Igot inside and saw other people with ribbons on too. Some had blue. Others red. Others white. I began to see a pattern and realized my green represented fourth place. Bubble burst…or is it bursted?

When I got to the pharmacy…repeat the entire process…with the exception of the ribbon. Already had mine…thank you very much.

The upside of the adventure…not much traffic at, what typically would have been like a parking lot, that time of day. And, I was in and out of the hospital in less than ten minutes…

PS – I threw my stupid fourth place ribbon away…

 

Ryan’s Miracle Watch 3/25/20

So, if you think living with the family unit during this 6-feet of separation rule is a challenge, try having to watch someone like Ryan. It took a few days to figure out how to do most things in his day-t0-day care, but I’m still trying to figure some things out. Here are some of the things we’re finally doing well from 6-feet away…

Turning: As you know, in order for him not to develop bed sores, he needs to be turned every two hours. Not a problem. I use my push broom to move him from side to side.

Feeding: I haven’t figured out how to get to his g-tube, so for now I’m using a squirt gun. My aim is getting better, and I’m getting less up his nose.

Medicine: Again, I use a squirt gun. He currently gets about 60% of the meds he needs, but I’ve been practicing on my lunch break and hope to get that up to at least 63%.

Physical Therapy: Sometimes I turn him back and forth a couple of times. Needless to say, his muscles are shrinking.

Still Trying to Figure Out…

Changing Clothes: For now, he’s naked.

Giving Shots: Shot the injector through an African Blow Dart Tube, but can’t figure out how to push the plunger to administer the medicine. He’s got six needles stuck in him at the moment.

Bathing: Tried using a hose, but turned out to be a bit messy. Also tried using the squirt gun, but takes too long; especially during the rinse cycle.

Grooming: Ain’t happnin’. Insert picture of Grizzly Adams. Did try using my limb trimmer for his toenails…have added bandages to my shopping list.

Any ideas/suggestions are always welcome…

Have an amazing week on and with purpose!

Ryan’s Miracle Watch 3/24/20

Posted on FB today by my dear friend Neva…

In 1527, the great reformer, Martin Luther was faced with a deadly outbreak of the bubonic plague in his small town of Wittenberg, Germany. A fellow pastor asked for his advice on how to handle the situation. Luther’s words were powerful then and they are relevant today.

“I shall ask God mercifully to protect us. Then I shall fumigate, help purify the air, administer medicine and take it. I shall avoid places and persons where my presence is not needed in order not to become contaminated and thus perchance inflict and pollute others and so cause their death as a result of my negligence.

If God should wish to take me, he will surely find me, and I have done what he has expected of me and so I am not responsible for either my own death or the death of others. If my neighbor needs me however I shall not avoid place or person but will go freely as stated above. See this is such a God-fearing faith because it is neither brash nor foolhardy and does not tempt God.”

Luther’s Works volume 43 pg. 132 the letter “Whether one may flee from a Deadly Plague” written to Rev. Dr. John Hess

Thank you for sharing Neva…

Ryan’s Miracle Watch 3/23/20

Isaiah 26:20   Go, my people, enter your rooms and shut the doors behind you; hide yourselves for a little while until his wrath has passed by.

As you might imagine, the “Shelter-In-Place/6-Foot Social Distancing” rule has been challenging, to say the least, in the Buchanan household, but we’re managing. Here’s a tiny glimpse into a typical day-in-the-life…

Whenever we’re wandering about the house, we whistle or sing, letting the other know to duck into the nearest room or closet until the other passes and the coast is clear. Brings a whole new meaning to “coming out of the closet”. While running for the nearest shelter, I’ve stubbed my toe a few times, and especially at night. The pain goes away after a few hours, however, and other than some minor bruising and a few stress fractures, I’ll be alright.

One good thing to come out of this is we don’t talk to each other anymore. This is probably more of a good thing for me than it is for her, as she likes to talk non-stop and my ears hurt after a while. We both have a tendency to spit while we’re talking, and realize the virus can be transmitted through the air; thus, the decision to stop talking altogether. I love quiet. Let’s me be alone with my thought.

Believe it or not, our arguments have gotten a lot more intense, even though not a word is spoken (see spitting referenced in paragraph above). We know the virus can last up to 9 hours (fact check?) on metal, so to be on the safe side, we only throw objects made of glass, rubber and/or leather. We’re starting to run out of things to throw though, so the arguments have morphed into what I’ve termed very animated sessions of Charades; a lot of flailing of arms, as well as hand/finger gestures. Who knew we could speak Italian? Arguments usually end with a glaring glance from the wife figure. Those Marty Feldman eyes of hers stops me dead in my tracks every time.

Sleeping arrangements haven’t really been an issue, because I’ve been sleeping on the couch anyway and am, therefore, used to it.

I shared this with you hoping for a little feedback. Are y’all having similar struggles? And, if so, what are some of the things you’re doing to cope with them? I’m about to throw in the towel…mainly because there’s not much else to throw…

“Sometimes I laugh so hard, the tears run down my leg.”