Mission Field and Medical Field

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Mission Field and Medical Field

I used to dream of heading to the mission field, but instead I have landed in the medical field. While I was not asked by the pilot if I was at the correct destination; I have since come to appreciate the similarities needed to serve in both areas.

Similarities to the Mission Field and Medical Field

Why we may never lose our clothing while flying to a far away place, we will find ourselves down to the last pair of clean underwear on an extended hospital stay.

We might never experience a tribal dance but we know the joys of the 94 dance. The magic blood oxygen number that gets us closer to being off oxygen and released from the hospital.

We might not have the joy of reading road signs in a different language but we can read the the numbers on a monitor with one eye closed.

We might not have the knack for learning to say “Hello” in a different language but we can rattle off the acronyms of 20 different medical conditions while discussing a course of action and it can sound like a foreign language.

We have never sent out support letters but we have sent out text messages and emails asking for wisdom for the doctors treating our children. No, we will never create a powerpoint to present to our supporters but we will thank the Lord for sending them.

We won’t ride in an overcrowded bus on a narrow road going down the side of a mountain with a close call of an upcoming vehicle but we will know the drama of a medical emergency that brings tears to our eyes and keeps our heart racing hours after it’s over.

We may never sleep on a hard bed in faraway place but we will sleep in a make-shift bed while holding our child attached to wires to find a way for a moments rest.

While we look back on our day of medical tests, medicine schedules and doctor visits we might daydream about a long plane ride to a far away village for a mission trip.

Ok, really to be honest, almost anywhere sounds better after a week hospital stay. Hospital air dries out your body to the point you feel like petrified wood.

While my mission field does not require a passport, I am surrounded by suffering and the stark reality of how fragile life is.

To all my sisters and friends who have landed in the medical field, you can now earn your M.D. By the way, that M.D. stands for Medical Diva because you need a little extra something when you spend your days covered in various body fluids and schedules packed with doctor appointments.

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Comments

  1. This post is like a hug from heart to heart, mind to mind, IV to IV. You get it, you really get it! Say hi to D, Camo-Yarn and Eyes for me!

    • Stacey Lane says:

      Oh I will tell him…tomorrow we are back to the hospital for a recheck…hoping for good news!

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