Ask, seek, knock

"Ask and you will receive. Seek and you will find. Knock and the door shall be opened unto you." (Matthew 7:7)

For this is the power of prayer.

And so we asked, sought, and knocked on His door. We prayed really hard. Let the clot in the uterus decrease. (Medically, it is called a subchorionic hematoma.) Stop it from encroaching into our baby's life support system inside the womb of Aires. Do not let it reach the source of our child's nourishment. Moderate its greed.

We went to our gynecologist to see how the baby is doing. We waited almost two hours for our turn. Aires was anxious. She clutched her rosary and prayed for yet another miracle. If the clot grew, Aires would be admitted to the hospital anew for an emergency intravenous immunoglobulin treatment. She would receive 50 grams of an intravenous drug that would temper her natural killer cells --- her defense system that has kept rejecting this pregnancy. This treatment normally lasts for more than 10 hours.

If the clot did not grow nor shrink, we would need to do another ultrasound after three or so days.

If the clot got reduced, Aires and the baby would be out of danger.

The ultrasound results came out. We heard our doctor say: "The clot has organized." We did not know at first what she meant. In plain speak, it meant that the clot shrunk and no fluid was seen near the baby. It simply meant that God once again answered our prayers.

It is now up to us to do rest.