Mom fell. Again. This is the second time she didn’t remember the fall, just the “What am I doing down here?”
Dad called 911; her upper leg was in a lot of pain. The paramedic team took her to ER. At Meese Countryside/Clearwater they scheduled a surgery for her hip. They did a brain scan and a whole body scan and found where she’d had her stroke about 8 years ago, but, nothing about a possible recent stroke.
My Dad gave me all this information just before going to bed, about 6 hours after the fact. I’m glad he did. But, exhausted from the day’s busy-ness, distraught about being across the country, and bothered over all the re-arrangements I need to make of work, classes, plans, promises,etc., I Mahjong-ed myself to sleep.
This morning after updating my brother, sister and uncle, I called to find my Mom rather cheerful. No need for surgery. One Hallelujah. Dad is talking and laughing in the background. Another Hallelujah. And I hear my folks’ Sunday School friends Joan and Cash. If you know Joan and Cash, you know you want them on your team!!
Three Hallelujahs for the God who hears us in our sniveling state, and loves us no less. He is a good, good Father. That’s who he is. I think, as times get more dire and trust is tested, we will prove His goodness. He will continue to say “I am right here. Rest.” And with every outcome, He will shine faithful.