Last Monday my husband kept prodding me to call my 94 year old mom and tell we safely arrived in Florida. I put it off and forgot. The next day I got the call that she had suffered a massive stroke. We had a 21 hour drive ahead of us to race back. Though I had recently seen her and talked on the phone (always ending with I love you) I felt awful for not calling her when I should have.
Please, God, don't let her die before we get there.God is good. First of all, she could have had that stroke alone at home and not be found for days, but she was on her way to her weekly organ lesson and a friend was picking her up. The stroke hit as she was getting in his car.
Miracle 1 - she wasn't alone, EMS came quickly, and she arrived at the hospital within minutes.She was paralyzed on the right side, both her arm and her leg, and her speech was gone. Gone. No way to communicate. There's a drug they can give to help, but the doctors said they don't usually give it to people over 80.
Miracle 2 - she didn't look 94. She was all dressed up to go to class. They gave her the drug.We safely arrived the next night and by the following morning she was walking down the hospital hallway.
Walking!I had been planning a funeral in my head and hoping to see her one last time and look what God gave me! They discharged her yesterday and she has been moved into a rehab facility close to my sister.
Thank you, God, for giving us more than we ask. What a gracious, giving, loving Father.