{"id":2634,"date":"2015-05-31T05:04:48","date_gmt":"2015-05-31T12:04:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jonandlayne.com\/?p=2634"},"modified":"2015-05-31T06:24:07","modified_gmt":"2015-05-31T13:24:07","slug":"trip-to-beira-part-3-trusting-god-with-selahs-breathing-and-jons-driving","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jonandlayne.com\/trip-to-beira-part-3-trusting-god-with-selahs-breathing-and-jons-driving\/","title":{"rendered":"Trip to Beira Part 3 – Trusting God With Selah’s Breathing and Jon’s Driving"},"content":{"rendered":"

A Layne Post<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

This is the conclusion to the story of our time in Beira that we’ve been telling over the last two posts. If you’ve read it all, thanks for your patience and for your time. We feel you are owed all the details we can provide.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

That evening I had another scary time with Selah. Jon called a pediatrician we love and trust in the states, who gave us some advice on things to do. It was good she had no fever still and was eating fine. My 5 month old nephew in America recently had been hospitalized for RSV<\/a> (a respiratory virus) and\u00a0 my sister also gave me some symptoms to look for. One main things to watch for was rib retractions, where the skin under the rib curls under with each breath. This means the child is having to use chest muscles to get enough air, and they should not. Selah didn\u2019t have those.<\/p>\n

Jon took Selah into a steamy bathroom, and I paced the room praying over my children and their health. I ended up face down, forehead plastered to the hard tile, begging and pleading with the Lord for healing.<\/p>\n

When Jon returned I vented some of my frustrations. I felt like this was spiritual attack, but if that were the case, shouldn\u2019t I be able to rebuke sickness and because Jesus is stronger, we should all be healthy in the morning? Jon told me, \u201cLayne, isn\u2019t this what we do? We work with people begging God for healing?\u201d I was getting a very small glimpse of the desperation and frustration that accompanies sickness.<\/p>\n

We had a decent night, nothing alarming. I handed Selah to Jon so I could go to the bathroom. He called me back to have a look at Selah and confirm she was having rib retractions. Sure enough, she was. That was it.<\/p>\n

It was time to get her seen.<\/p>\n

We called Dr. Brian, the missionary doctor working there in Beira. He quickly\u00a0told us to come up to the central government hospital, where he was working, and he\u2019d have a look and then we\u2019d make a plan.<\/p>\n

The big girls were still feverish and tired, and we didn\u2019t want to drag them around a hospital full of more sickness. Thankfully, there was a young missionary family staying next door to us in the guesthouse and the wife graciously came to sit with Anaya and Jovie, while we took Karasi and Selah with us.<\/p>\n

We entered the large gate to the central hospital, surrounded by fellow sick Mozambicans waiting for help. We made our way to a bench to wait on our friend, who was currently with a patient. Selah had a large mucus-filled vomit. I was scared. I could not help but think what it would be like for us if Selah were the average Mozambican. Truth is, she\u2019d probably die. It was sobering.<\/p>\n

Our friend emerged from the ward and pulled out his stethoscope. My heart was beating quick as I tried not to melt down right then and there.<\/p>\n

Her lungs weren\u2019t normal.<\/p>\n

We needed to get to Maputo.<\/p>\n

First, Dr. Brian recommended we get and x-ray as a marker for comparison when we arrived at the hospital. He looked me in the eye and told be Selah was going to be okay. I cried. With his connections, Dr. Brian\u00a0got an order written and walked us in and out of the x-ray room within 10 minutes, which is nothing shy of a miracle. The x-ray didn\u2019t show pneumonia. Good news.<\/p>\n

I asked Jon if we could fly someone up to help him and the girls get back to Maputo. He called our dear friend Ian.<\/p>\n

Ian didn’t even hesitate. Within 1 hour he had dropped everything else he had to do (he helps lead a center for boys who live on the streets of Maputo, and co-runs a thriving business that helps fund that center), and was standing at an airport gate waiting to board the plane to Beira.<\/p>\n

I felt a little more at ease knowing Jon would be able to tend to sick girls in the car. Selah\u2019s breathing was stable for the time, and she was peacefully sleeping. We began the run around to get a flight, which proved to be complicated since we didn\u2019t have I.D. for Selah. Finally it was done. We had a ticket for me and Selah at 2pm.<\/p>\n

I hated that flight. We had a few scary moments, and I was all too aware that if she stopped breathing that was it. I kept telling the Lord, \u201cSurely you have not brought us this far to have her die on this plane!\u201d When we landed, relief washed over me. By 9 PM\u00a0we were admitted to a\u00a0bed getting treatment. Jon even texted with the awesome news that our insurance was going to pay for the flight!<\/p>\n

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