God And 911

Just recently, the doctor increased the dose of my brain swelling medicine. I have been calling them my "brain swole" pills. At first the side effects are just yucky but as the days have passed, I have kinda settled into a new normal. Well, yesterday, I just started having weirdo side effects again. My hands and feet are tingling. I am getting leg cramps. My face broke out in a rash. My eyes started twitching. Stuff like that. I looked it up on the Internet and it said " if you get numbness and tingling in your hands, feet, have leg cramps, or get a rash, contact your doctor immediately" So, I was left with the question 'should I take the next dose'? or 'should I wait it out until morning. But if I wait it out, will my brain start swelling again??? There is no urgent care center here. There is no 911. I started thinking about how nice it is in the States to have 911, to have excellent medical advice at our fingertips. We trust in God.... AND call 911. I told Hannah the other day "wow, we really at the mercy of the Lord". And she reminded me that even in the States, He is still as sovereign. Its just that its easier to forgot because there are so many "saftey nets" built into American society. Fortified bread. Seat belts. And I for one and THANKFUL for all of these things. But I guess I didn't realize that I had placed part of my hope and trust in them. I trusted God AND.... And in this situation, the familiar saftety nets are gone. Typhoid is just still so unknown to me. (Is it SO...1880's). And we tend to fear the unknown. So, I continue, as always, in this mixture of fear and trust, laughter and tears, doubt and hope. I am reminded of that line in The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe where they say "whoever said "anything about Aslan being safe??... But He is good".