Christmas In The Hospital
Isn't it interesting how we take things for granted? Christmas for me, especially since I have had kids of my own, is really all about family. The gifts are fine and the food is fine, but getting together with family (some that you don't see but twice a year) is what Christmas is all about.
That's what makes this a sad blog for me. Last night we spent Christmas in the dining room of the nursing home where my grandmother is. She is confused and feeble, yet she is still alive and able to come to the party.
It is Christmas Eve and my brother and his family can't come home due to a virus running through their family. He just turned 36 years old and we have never spent a Christmas apart.
My dad is still in the hospital and will spend Christmas there. He is still having a hard time breathing. His oxygen saturation levels this morning were only 85% even with oxygen being given to him. Mom shared with me just a few minutes ago that he was crying. I hate to see my dad cry. There's something about him crying that just seems wrong. He has never been one to hide emotion necessarily, it's just hard to see him cry.
Please pray for us. I don't want to bring you guys into my pain, but it is a way to receive strength. It is awesome to have friends who will pray and I know you all will. Thank you all and I pray that you have a very Merry Christmas!
That's what makes this a sad blog for me. Last night we spent Christmas in the dining room of the nursing home where my grandmother is. She is confused and feeble, yet she is still alive and able to come to the party.
It is Christmas Eve and my brother and his family can't come home due to a virus running through their family. He just turned 36 years old and we have never spent a Christmas apart.
My dad is still in the hospital and will spend Christmas there. He is still having a hard time breathing. His oxygen saturation levels this morning were only 85% even with oxygen being given to him. Mom shared with me just a few minutes ago that he was crying. I hate to see my dad cry. There's something about him crying that just seems wrong. He has never been one to hide emotion necessarily, it's just hard to see him cry.
Please pray for us. I don't want to bring you guys into my pain, but it is a way to receive strength. It is awesome to have friends who will pray and I know you all will. Thank you all and I pray that you have a very Merry Christmas!
