It's funny. Not in a ha-ha way. But in a "I didn't think it would affect me like this" sort of way. When I took Isaiah to see his doctor on Tuesday, she asked me "Did you hear about Dr Hellawa?" It turns out that he had a massive cardiac arrest a week ago and has not regained consciousness. A fit, healthy 50-something year old with no pre-existing conditions. He spends more than 50% of his life in a hospital setting, yet this happened outside of the hospital setting.
He has been on my mind non-stop. And I suddenly realize that I regard him as a hero. He gave us top-notch pre-natal care, was at my side while I labored, and ensured a safe delivery of my only child. No wonder I hold him in such high esteem. Last time he saw me he said I could come back "next time" and he would be happy to navigate my next pregnancy and delivery with me.
But now he stands at the threshold of life and death. And all I can do is pray.
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So often we are put there...where 'all we can do is pray'. I will add my prayers to yours. Love MOM
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