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Roles have reversed here at the Bosch house. I all of the sudden became patient and Troy my care giver. Scary, I know. I'm not handling it well. I have this idea that it's just easier if I do things because they will get done the way I want them too.  Last Tuesday after work I landed myself back in Holland Hospital but this time as a patient. At my last appointment my BP was elevated and they told me to keep and eye on it. Throughout the weekend I had checked it three times a day; morning, noon and night. After a few days I had noticed a trend up. Of course it was after hours so I called in just to ask. Little did I know she would have me come in for testing, let alone not let me leave for the whole night either! I was a little upset which probably didn't help the BP issue. They kept saying, "your BP is scary and girl, your swollen!". All of that was true but I was convinced I could fix it by a good night sleep :) after IV fluids, meds, blood work and fetal monito

This last weekend we were able to celebrate Troy and his huge accomplishments he has made this year. What a blessing it is to be a year out from his accident and to have him be in such a great place in his recovery. To be able to celebrate his life is something I appreciate so much more than I ever thought I would. He, as well as myself, have grown so much this past year and we can't help but to be grateful for all the love and support we have had going through the most difficult time of our lives. It has been quite the journey.  I'm so grateful for Troy's life and for his story of Gods faithfulness that he can share with others.  As some of you might know, I'm a big fan of celebrating things. Birthdays, anniversaries, accomplishments, etc. I like to consider, as most of you might agree, Troy's recovery a huge accomplishment. I'm not sure anyone truly understands the hard work and dedication it takes for someone to recover from a head injury (unless of course,

I'm going to be honest, I have gotten really bad at doing my devotions. There is no excuse for it and I'm pretty disappointed in myself. So, tonight I whipped out my handy dandy Jesus Calling devotional which has gotten me through the most difficult times in my life and started reading.  "When the path before you looks easy and straightforward, you may be tempted to go at alone instead of relying on Me. This is when you are in the greatest danger of stumbling. Ask my spirit to help you as you go each step of the way. Never neglect this glorious Source of strength within you."  We have fallen back into the chaos of life. Living day by day in the business this world brings. With doctors appointments, work schedules, preparing for a new baby. Everything seemed to trump my daily devotion. I'm all about living a boring life away from the drama of trauma. But, I know that trauma can come upon us so unexpectedly and leave us in a place of complete confusion emotionally,