Life pulling the rug out from us
But Today… almost a week from when it started.. we feel the rug
being jerked from under us.
And we are saying to each other…
WHAT THE HELL HAPPEN… THIS
CAN’T BE TRUE.
LIFE.. just jerked us to the
floor.. to our knees in prayer…and what ever else there is.
The King’s brother, one
minute all is well, the next not. We are on day 6 and slowly going down the
slope of hell. A roller coaster.
What was thought to be a
small thing…. Only to have it enlarge beyond us. He went to the hospital because he fainted?
Passed out? For no reason. 7 hours later shipped to the next biggest town
hospital .
Then a ray of sun shine.. He
is awake.. while not talking.. he nods that he understand… answering yes and no
questions with nods. Squeezing hands to let his wife and brother know, he knows
they are there. After 3 days of questions.. there is hope…they leave with HOPE.
Then a call in the night...... relapse. MRI…. Words of stroke in the brain, not the
first one.. 12 in the past week… they
figure…. Then more test.. and then the
worse fear. NO MORE HOPE… laying on
their backs next the rug that just got ripped away… they have to make a decision…. NO ONE EVER
WANTS TO HAVE TO MAKE. And now we wait. As we get ready to say good bye… God be kind..
1 comment:
So sorry. Will be keeping you all in my thoughts.
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