My beloved neighbor has taken a turn.
He bled into his stomach, causing his heart to stop for a bit - and reduced the oxygen to his brain. The MRI for activity is scheduled for tonight.
I'm numb.
He was up...out of the ICU last week. Having heard the applause of the unit upon leaving it - he was eating macaroni and cheese - he FaceTimed his wife.
And now we wait. Again. For another test.
He's a fighter - but how much fight does he have left?
We will pray as a family - I will ruminate and ponder and wonder and worry.
But I will not give in to fear or the darkness that is just outside my door.
I watched Steve Hartman's On the Road: Kindness 101 series this afternoon just after learning the news. It's on optimism.
Has God made me this way for a reason? Looking for the bright side of life at every turn?
I sure hope so.
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