My sister recently went through a horrible systemic group A strep infection and was not expected to live. Very long story short, she defied long-shot odds and today is mostly better, except for tinnitus d/t ABTs and rheumatoid joint pain from the antibodies. Her story has recently been getting picked up all around all the news circuits, in the wake of highly-publicized news stories of flesh-eating bacteria, which as you know is also a GAS infection.
What's been bothering me more and more, since the beginning of this nightmare, is that all the friends, family, neighbors, strangers, etc. that have been commenting on her FB, news comment feeds, etc. have been giving the glory of her miraculous survival to God. While that's great, and perhaps should be done, I have yet to see anyone continuing that thought to say anything about the huge team of nurses and doctors who stayed at her bedside in the ICU 24/7, monitoring her ventilator, dialyzing her, prescribing and administering the life-saving meds, washing her, and putting every ounce of effort, intelligence, and education into keeping this mother of two small children alive so she can one day see her grandchildren.
I understand that religion is extremely important to a great deal of people, but it disappoints me that when people proclaim a survival story is God's miracle and she survived by the power of prayer, I wish they'd give a nod to the medical professionals through whom God worked. My sister got the right treatments and medicines, and to those who do not understand all the work, brains, and science that goes into a tricky recovery, it may seem like magic. But the true miracle, in my opinion, is that God gave humanity the physical and intellectual tools to discover the secrets to cure the sick. So why can't people just take their praises one more step, and recognize the people who worked as God's hands?
Let me first say that I am so glad that your sister is surviving such a challenging illness. Your sister must have an excellent team at the hospital. They deserve your appreciation, which I can see you have by your post. 17 years ago my brother beat the odds when he experienced an 8 month hospital stay after a car wreck that caused brain injury and other fractures. His situation was so grave that we had several days where organ donation was discussed. I can identify with the minute to minute stress of not knowing how long your loved one can continue with treatments and rehab. I saw teamwork AND the power of prayer save my brother.
Believing in a higher power and positive thinking have a place for some of the healthcare team too. I think it would be impossible to commit to saving lives if they didn't have hope. As humans, we need daily renewal of our strength when all we see is illness around us. I don't think a day goes by when I don't pray for one of the patients I see in a day. It certainly helps me to be a positive, hopeful nurse. I am sure some of the healthcare team is praising their God daily for all the "miracles" they see everyday along with everybody else.
Last edit by npoprn on Oct 4, '12
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