Prayers Needed

Last night David and I went to the hospital to visit his older sister. She was readmitted to the hospital two days ago. She was sent home before that after staying in the same hospital for three weeks to have her intestines re-attached. She had Bariatric surgery some 20 years ago. She has lost weight after the surgery, but she's down to 90 lbs this year. This year she underwent several operation - for a broken hip after she fell on the snow, to have gadgets intalled for her Alzheimer's disease (an experiment conducted by one of the universities here in Rochester. You can actually see the gadget bulging in her chest and the wires connected to her brain. She's thin as a rail as what David said), etc.

Before her surgery to have her intestines re-attached we had a dinner at a restaurant in the country said. They were like cats and dogs, in a funny. They argued but make up. They even argued over some muffins. Oh my God. I can't help laughing at them. It was Carol's last meal. I mean, she can't have solid food after the surgery and have to be feed thru drips.

Anyway, last night when David called the hospital he was told that she was taken to the Intersive Care Unit on a guarded condition. And you know David's voice - booming and commanding after serving as schoolteacher and librarian for 38 years. He actually screamed "WHAT?" I was in the next room arranging my things when I heard him scream. I rushed to his room and he told me her sister's condition. The night before that he has called the hospital to check on her condition, the nurse said Carol Anne was doing fine and talking. Her electrolytes were down, but they managed to pull it up. But last night she went unstable. I have to comfort David because he was upset and bursted out crying.

David and I rushed to the hospital. Such big hospital that you need a map to locate the ICU (and there are several ICUs in that building). Carol Anne was delirious and twitching and everything. She has to be restrained. The tubes were connected to her, just everything!

Despite their indifferences, David loves Carol Anne so much. He kissed her on her forhead and called her "Princess." He has been asking the nurses and doctors about her condition every now and then. He got upset over the operation conducted by a doctor whom most medical practitioners are not comfortable working with. By her bedside he cried again. He has always been a loving brother, though he lectured her about her smoking etc.

We left the hospital with burdens in our hearts.

This morning he's out there again to check her out. I have to wait for a report.

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Special thanks to Miss Michelle So for offering a prayer to David's sister. Ms Michelle and I had a nice talk yesterday (or it was 12 midnight here and 12 noon in the Philippines). Thanks again Ms Michelle. God bless you!

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Please pray for Carol Anne and her recovery. Thanks.