At the end of the hospital visit I felt a little like the nurse in the movie, Pearl Harbor. In the movie after the Japanese bomb the Harbor and the men are coming in mass amounts to the hospital there is a moment where she stops in front of the hospital with men screaming and bleeding all over the place. There are so many and I know in that moment she felt overwhelmed like she doesn’t know what to do, but something must be done. You must move forward.
Now I know I can’t compare my experience to hundreds of American soldiers dying for their country and being a nurse unprepared. But I feel that the trained nurses probably felt like they had all the training necessary and then they were in a situation where they had to rely on something more than them. I found myself in that position. I am a Christian and I believe in the promises of God. I believe he still works in real miraculous ways today. I went into the hospital believing that I was prepared in my knowledge of the Lord, but I wasn’t. I was wholly unprepared for the real life experience. And I couldn’t stay in a place of grief and shock. I had to move forward and rely that God would do what was necessary. I prayed. It was all I could do. I don’t know if any of my prayers were answered but I will trust in the will of God. There was a reason we were there. There was a reason why . I just don’t know the answer.
