Wednesday, July 8, 2009

The Silver Lining to a Very Dark Cloud

Just in case my handful of devoted readers, who mostly were around me when everything was happening, are concerned about my neglected blog, the biggest reason I have not posted anything in so long is that I have been in the hospital.

On June 25 in the year of our Lord 2009, I, Lacey Kupfer Wulf, experienced the worst pain of my life from a ruptured appendix and underwent immediate surgery. Because of extra harmful fluids in my abdomen, fevers, and other complications, I stayed in the hospital for the longest twelve days of my life. For at least six of those days, I was on a strict clear liquid diet of jello, broth, and juice. I was poked with needles daily, woken up at all hours of the night, almost accidentally operated on unnecessarily, and blown up like a balloon with IV fluids. To drain these harmful fluids, the doctor put a tube through my bum, which was soar and uncomfortable, not to mention embarrassing. Perhaps the hardest to bear, because we are in the process of moving, we have no insurance--no guarantee that we will be able to pay the hospital for almost two weeks worth of care.

Although the last two weeks have been horrible, frightening, and discouraging, in reality I have gained so much. This dark rain cloud does have a bright silver lining.
1. I have a year supply of free juice boxes, free bandages, and new thermometers from my hospital room. Yay for $FREE.99!!
2. After I gained ten pounds from IV fluids and after they took me off the IV, I lost fifteen pounds. I'm pretty sure my total weight loss will be more than five pounds though.
3. For almost two weeks, my family got to enjoy cable television, a luxury they do not have at home. TLC's new show Cake Boss is pretty good when you have nothing to do--for all of you with cable and a lot of time.
4. Because of all the poking, I am almost over my fear of needles. (Keyword: ALMOST) I probably could start donating blood now because of it.
5. I have always been a modest person. I would change in the bathroom for PE in school, and I hated bra shopping because my mom would see me without a shirt on. But now after having nurses and doctors ask me about my bowel movements and see me practically naked almost daily and needing my mom to help me shower, I think I'm basically over any embarrassment of exposure.
6. I appreciate my health so much more. I can walk, bend over, get up out of bed, eat normal foods, shower myself (sponge baths aren't that bad, but it's better to do it myself and thanks again, mom!), stand up to brush my teeth, brush my own hair, and do so many other little tasks that were so hard while I was sick. I appreciate my body and its intricacies, even though that's what got me in this mess in the first place.
7. I got to spend more time with my family. Tracy left to find housing in Texas, and although I have missed him a lot, I have my parents and siblings around to visit me. I thank God that this happened to me in Arizona with my family instead of Texas or Washington or Utah or wherever. I truly believe the Lord knew I wouldn't have been able to make it emotionally, especially with Tracy gone, if I didn't have them.
8. I've learned to have patience with myself and the Lord. There were days when I thought I would never get out of the hospital and I would never stop hurting. I was so frustrated that something always hurt, whether it was my stomach or my side. I wanted to go home. I wanted to stop hurting. I wanted to go back to being me. My body is still healing, and I still feel a little frustration with myself, but I know I will get there steadily.

As ashamed as I am to admit this, I remember wondering why I even had my dad and Tracy give me several priesthood blessings--they weren't working in my eyes. I wanted the instant healing. I wanted the pain to stop. I wanted to be home. But I know now that I needed to be there to learn and gain these things (obviously the last few more than the first). I know the Lord puts us in hard situations for our benefit to learn and grow. I hate being in a situation and trying to ask myself, "What can I learn from this? What does the Lord want me to take from this experience?" But it has made the whole mess more bearable. I know the priesthood is a real power, and even though I wasn't instantly healed, I believe in its power and those who carry it. I know He hears our prayers even though He might not grant the blessings we ask for. He loves us individually. He has a plan for each of us that will make us happier and better than our own plans would make us. I know the Savior lives and has born our sins, but even more than that, I know that He has born my sorrows, my pains, my trials, my frustrations, and all the unfair things that happen to me. Even though I'm crying as I write this post, these are tears of joy and love and appreciation to my husband, my family, the doctors, the hospital, modern medicine, and the Lord. I am doing well, and I am happy.


  1. Lacey! So glad to hear you are doing better. I had a fear of many of the things you did and going to the hospital before I actually had the baby helped me get over those fears so that when I did have him, I was able to enjoy it so much more. So I hope that helps you know that the second go around is much easier and when you do have a little one, you can really enjoy those special moments instead of worrying about people seeing you naked or getting iv's in you (at least thats how I was the first time..haha). You are so amazing and I love the sweet spirit of your post. Keep feeling better :-) If you need anything or would like a visit from me and Logan, we will be in Arizona tomorrow until next thursday.

  2. I'm so glad you're doing better. Sounds like you've been able to see a lot of the positives. You are so amazing! I'm glad you're okay and your family was around to support you through everything.

  3. Holy cow!! I had no idea! I am glad you are okay. Keep feeling better! It's trials like this and how we react to them that define who we are.

  4. Hey! I read your blog now! So your readership has increased :)

  5. Beautiful post! We are glad that you are better too. You gave us a fright for a few days! By the way, I don't think the juice boxes are all that great (I might have had a few in the hospital room:). That makes them perfect for food storage!!

  6. Lacey! I had no idea you were going through this! I'm so sorry you had to. But I love that you are finding so many positive things that came from it. That is so like you- I love that! I hope everything keeps healing and that you and your hubby are reunited soon. Keep smiling!

  7. Bawling into the keyboard is not my favorite thing to do, but as your mother it can't be helped! That was a hard, hard thing you did girl. I am proud of what you learned. After doing that unbelievably tough trial you will be able to face anything. "Bring it on!" I am honored to have been the hospital caregiver of choice for twelve days. It was a blessing to serve you. However, I have not seen that much of your body for many, many years! (It's still as cute as I remember it being!) I too, have a list of things I am grateful for. First on the list? "Thank you for letting us keep Lacey." I love you Lace. You will always be my little girl. Mom