TIME TO SELF EXAMINE

This morning we went flying to the hospital.  With Jerry's history of heart disease, and an ultimatum given to him by his doctors, we called 911 and they came, picked him up (and me) and whizzed him over to Stillwater Hospital. Just routine. He has been directed to follow certain rules no matter how routine.


He is never to assume it is not serious.  He is not to guess, or postpone.  He is to call, and go, or get there somehow. We called.  They came.  About six hovered around him, measuring, questioning, assessing and finally getting him on a gurney and into the ambulance.  I rode in front with the driver.


As it turned out, it was not, probably, another heart attack.  And I thank God for that.  But he is to stay the night, and not take any chances, whatsoever, of their being mistaken.


I am home, waiting for his phone call, and waiting for the Cleaning Solution ladies to clean our place up a little bit. Today was not just hospital stuff, it was also their day to clean.  I am grateful, twice over.  He is OK, and will be home tomorrow, God willing. Plus my little house will be freshened up.


I needed freshening up, too.  And Mitch supplied that for me, as he met us at the hospital, leaving his work, and brought me home.  That was very good for me.


I will be alone tonight, eating my soup by myself.  I won't be lonely.  There are many reminders of Jerry wherever I look.  And besides, this is just a trial run. Somehow, I expect that the rest of our lives together there will be occasions just like this one.  I don't mind at all, to have this little inconvenience, nor does Jerry.  But,  we must realize, we may get more scares just like this.  We can almost guarantee that will happen.  But, we are thankful they are only just coincidental scares. Someday, more than possibly, it will be the real thing.  His heart has taken a pounding over the years, even in its good care of his built-in heart thingy. (Its name has escaped from my  brain!)


So, no bible story today.  We're living and breathing our own story.  And thank you, God, for the Living and the Breathing. I am so very grateful.


Blessings to you all from a very thankful heart.


Jo INMN