tnvols72
Jesus is alive
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After feeling utterly hopeless Saturday and Sunday morning, I didn’t want to go to the hospital yesterday. I wanted to stay home and feel sorry for myself but I had called a priest (OH is catholic) and he had called back and said he would be down there. So I drug myself back to the hospital and at the sound of my voice OH opened his eyes despite the vent and the propofol. He knew when I was speaking to him and by the end of the visit he was nodding his head to statements and questions. He is still in there and fighting.
I don’t know what the future holds and odds are still very slim but I have some hope now and a little bit of joy from seeing him respond to me. It gave me certainty that I did the right thing by not giving up on him.
A million thanks won’t cover the debt of thanks I owe you all for the support and kindness you’ve shown. Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. We’re in for a helluva fight but we are definitely going to fight.
Married with kids and and yeah have been there. Itch wise I gotta put a bad case of poison ivy over either of those.Are you married? Do you have kids?
Not being an ass. But, if none of the above has ever been experienced. You havent really lived. And I mean, through your betrothed.
'Hey look at this!'