The Unexpected Trials
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What happens when hardship feels like it’s never ending? Do we struggle along trying to look toward the future or do we run the marathon looking only at our next step?
For us it all started in November of 2018 when our vehicle was rear ended causing the entire car to be deemed salvaged, and with a two year old we needed something that our insurance could insure. We searched and searched with the little amount that we were given but finding something that would last even a little while was a bit hard. We were blessed enough to receive an affordable car that could get us through. We were excited that we could move forward. As November came to a close and Christmas was around the corner, no one would have expected what was soon to come.
December 19th, 2018 my wife calls me from her mother’s house. “Babe I don’t know what happened but I fainted in the bathroom and woke up on the floor with a headache while getting ready in the bathroom.” With fear and confusion running through my mind I tell her don’t worry I’m coming to get both of you. I pick them up and take them to lunch thinking it was either dehydration or lack of food in her system but little did we know neither of those things would be the cause. After lunch we got in the car and drove around wondering if the fainting would occur again. It did. As I watched the focus depart from her eyes and her head sliding down I knew she needed to be taken in. Everyone hopes that doctor visits can give answers but not everything can be explained. And right now we were just scared.
Walking in and sitting down talking to her doctor she fainted. Watching her dive to the floor without control was the scariest moment of my entire life. Hearing her body smash into the weigh scale was like the sound of a thunderous boom from clear skies. It was a nightmare that was unforeseen. I leaped to the floor held her in my arms and cried as my son looked at his mother with so much fear in his eyes screaming her name. She woke up in pain and agony. Confused by what just happened, paramedics rushed her to the hospital. She knew she was in pain but wanted to push through so that Christmas wouldn’t be spent in emergency.
Three days of scans, X-rays, blood draws, and tests we were released on the 23rd.
She went back to work thinking everything was ok because the doctors didn’t have much to say after all her test came back fine! But again how can we know what we can’t explain? After still feeling pain in her shoulder and neck we went in for a second opinion from the fall the soonest we could get. Thirty days later we find out she has a fractured clavicle poking into a nerve in her neck and a dislocated shoulder. Due to us not being informed, the dislocation cause a tear in her shoulder and her clavicle needed a plate to hold the two parts together. Surgery was needed as soon as possible.
Multiple stitches and permanent scars were only the start to our months of fear. Brittny was no longer allowed to drive. Her freedom of going out on her own was taken away. The syncope could not be explained so precautions we necessary. No longer working with her students hit hard. When you have a passion like my wife for helping kids with special needs it hurts like you’ve done something wrong. You miss out on growing with them even if it’s only for a few months. Not only was her one on one sad but her teachers and employers were sorry to see her absent. We loss income from both sides, hers and mine, but we had to keep going. Soon it would be over, or would it.
In between all of this our car was failing. So knowing I only needed one of our cars I sold the bad one and used the money to help save and pay bills. Now we are down to one car and a motorcycle that can get me to work and back. We were told she can go back to driving only if she has a year of no fainting so it didn’t sound like it was too bad having these vehicles.
Three weeks ago in May she received news that a pacemaker was needed because her heart was stopping. At 23 years old? Who wants to hear that kind of news? But despite the terrible news we saw good in it! She would be able to go back to work and driving on the road. Once she heals that is. With only a week of waiting the surgery was done and the pacemaker was in. Now she is healing but we have another problem. We are back to two drivers, a child that has to ride in a car seat, and one car for all of us.
My brother heard the news and offered to give us his old car. Blessed by the offer I drove to Orange County and picked it up. He felt bad that the car wasn’t newer or better looking but to us it didn’t matter. We now had two cars to easily take our son to and from daycare without compromising work. I drove the car home without any problems excited to show Brittny our new set of wheels. Brittny was in Ahwahnee having some girls time with her friends and the kiddo so I spent the night in hopes that her stress would be diluted when she saw the car in the morning! Even the smallest things can help. The best kind of help is the one that comes when you need them the most, like Geico.
At around 5:00pm while Brittny and Cohen were on their way home the car seized up and died. Luckily the were is a easy spot to get to. I picked them up and waited for the tow, but even with the joy of my family not getting hurt I didn’t know what to do about the car. I had a friend of ours who is knowledgeable with cars come look at it and he told me the motor is damaged. How? I’m not asking how the car broke down. I’m asking how come we haven’t caught a break.
I was told to see joy by what God has given us even if it’s little things. We were given a car days before one of ours brakes down. So the next step was to put it in our name and move forward. On Friday June 7th I put the car on our insurance at about 12:30pm and on our way to get it registered we are rear ended by a young distraught gal. She was in tears and apologetic. We told her not to worry because everyone is okay. After exchanging information we went our separate ways and finished what we set out to do that day.
So even though we are going through all of this. Trials that some people say looks similar to Job in the Bible. Just like Job we are trying to stay positive and keep our attention toward God. But sometimes we get overwhelmed. Our actions and emotions can be controlled but when it comes to thing we can’t control how are we to respond?
By asking for help. By seeking prayer. But most of all, receiving blessings from God through the love and compassions of others.
Thank you guys for all your support.
-The Muñoz family
For us it all started in November of 2018 when our vehicle was rear ended causing the entire car to be deemed salvaged, and with a two year old we needed something that our insurance could insure. We searched and searched with the little amount that we were given but finding something that would last even a little while was a bit hard. We were blessed enough to receive an affordable car that could get us through. We were excited that we could move forward. As November came to a close and Christmas was around the corner, no one would have expected what was soon to come.
December 19th, 2018 my wife calls me from her mother’s house. “Babe I don’t know what happened but I fainted in the bathroom and woke up on the floor with a headache while getting ready in the bathroom.” With fear and confusion running through my mind I tell her don’t worry I’m coming to get both of you. I pick them up and take them to lunch thinking it was either dehydration or lack of food in her system but little did we know neither of those things would be the cause. After lunch we got in the car and drove around wondering if the fainting would occur again. It did. As I watched the focus depart from her eyes and her head sliding down I knew she needed to be taken in. Everyone hopes that doctor visits can give answers but not everything can be explained. And right now we were just scared.
Walking in and sitting down talking to her doctor she fainted. Watching her dive to the floor without control was the scariest moment of my entire life. Hearing her body smash into the weigh scale was like the sound of a thunderous boom from clear skies. It was a nightmare that was unforeseen. I leaped to the floor held her in my arms and cried as my son looked at his mother with so much fear in his eyes screaming her name. She woke up in pain and agony. Confused by what just happened, paramedics rushed her to the hospital. She knew she was in pain but wanted to push through so that Christmas wouldn’t be spent in emergency.
Three days of scans, X-rays, blood draws, and tests we were released on the 23rd.
She went back to work thinking everything was ok because the doctors didn’t have much to say after all her test came back fine! But again how can we know what we can’t explain? After still feeling pain in her shoulder and neck we went in for a second opinion from the fall the soonest we could get. Thirty days later we find out she has a fractured clavicle poking into a nerve in her neck and a dislocated shoulder. Due to us not being informed, the dislocation cause a tear in her shoulder and her clavicle needed a plate to hold the two parts together. Surgery was needed as soon as possible.
Multiple stitches and permanent scars were only the start to our months of fear. Brittny was no longer allowed to drive. Her freedom of going out on her own was taken away. The syncope could not be explained so precautions we necessary. No longer working with her students hit hard. When you have a passion like my wife for helping kids with special needs it hurts like you’ve done something wrong. You miss out on growing with them even if it’s only for a few months. Not only was her one on one sad but her teachers and employers were sorry to see her absent. We loss income from both sides, hers and mine, but we had to keep going. Soon it would be over, or would it.
In between all of this our car was failing. So knowing I only needed one of our cars I sold the bad one and used the money to help save and pay bills. Now we are down to one car and a motorcycle that can get me to work and back. We were told she can go back to driving only if she has a year of no fainting so it didn’t sound like it was too bad having these vehicles.
Three weeks ago in May she received news that a pacemaker was needed because her heart was stopping. At 23 years old? Who wants to hear that kind of news? But despite the terrible news we saw good in it! She would be able to go back to work and driving on the road. Once she heals that is. With only a week of waiting the surgery was done and the pacemaker was in. Now she is healing but we have another problem. We are back to two drivers, a child that has to ride in a car seat, and one car for all of us.
My brother heard the news and offered to give us his old car. Blessed by the offer I drove to Orange County and picked it up. He felt bad that the car wasn’t newer or better looking but to us it didn’t matter. We now had two cars to easily take our son to and from daycare without compromising work. I drove the car home without any problems excited to show Brittny our new set of wheels. Brittny was in Ahwahnee having some girls time with her friends and the kiddo so I spent the night in hopes that her stress would be diluted when she saw the car in the morning! Even the smallest things can help. The best kind of help is the one that comes when you need them the most, like Geico.
At around 5:00pm while Brittny and Cohen were on their way home the car seized up and died. Luckily the were is a easy spot to get to. I picked them up and waited for the tow, but even with the joy of my family not getting hurt I didn’t know what to do about the car. I had a friend of ours who is knowledgeable with cars come look at it and he told me the motor is damaged. How? I’m not asking how the car broke down. I’m asking how come we haven’t caught a break.
I was told to see joy by what God has given us even if it’s little things. We were given a car days before one of ours brakes down. So the next step was to put it in our name and move forward. On Friday June 7th I put the car on our insurance at about 12:30pm and on our way to get it registered we are rear ended by a young distraught gal. She was in tears and apologetic. We told her not to worry because everyone is okay. After exchanging information we went our separate ways and finished what we set out to do that day.
So even though we are going through all of this. Trials that some people say looks similar to Job in the Bible. Just like Job we are trying to stay positive and keep our attention toward God. But sometimes we get overwhelmed. Our actions and emotions can be controlled but when it comes to thing we can’t control how are we to respond?
By asking for help. By seeking prayer. But most of all, receiving blessings from God through the love and compassions of others.
Thank you guys for all your support.
-The Muñoz family
Organizer
Morgan Munoz
Organizer
Kingsburg, CA
