I've always felt this way when my girls have been sick, and I feel it even more for Teri's sake now. We felt as if we'd gotten her turned around with this bout of pancreatitis, with as great as she was feeling on Sunday. Yesterday her pain was back, and shows no sign of abating. It isn't as severe as before she was admitted, but it's clear that she's not well. The weird thing is that the indicator in the past, for all of them, has always been that when they could tolerate food it meant that they were over it. This time, Teri was never NPO, and was comfortable on a full diet before they released her.
Lord, please heal my bride, and my daughters, from this chronic scourge in their lives.
Am also lifting up a parishioner who is finally having surgery on Friday and a dear friend traveling with her children (who is currently driving through northwestern NY during peak time on the Thruway).
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