We walked into the E.R. at Holy Family Hospital and it was if we were in the middle of a hospital scene in a movie. The E.R. was overflowing with people.
Earlier, a nurse made a follow up call to Jeremy to see how he was doing after surgery on his knee the day before. It took an extra long time for Jeremy to come out of the anesthesia so there was reason for concern. Jeremy said, “I’m feeling pressure in my chest and am having a hard time breathing.” The nurse told him to come to the hospital immediately.
They were waiting for Jeremy to arrive. Immediately he was rushed back to a room. After a few tests, Jeremy and I were sent by ambulance to Sacred Heart Hospital where a diagnosis was given: end stage heart failure.
Every part of this moment was so surreal - one minute time stood still and the next we were being carried away by a whirlwind.
Was this really happening? Has life ever stopped for you? Have you faced a crisis where you were caught up in the moment, hoping you would wake up from a bad dream...but you never do?
This is when we called for prayer warriors. We could not do this alone. Somehow we had the strength to take the next breath, the next step - making it through the day.
The one thing we look back to now about this time was that we knew so many people were praying for us. The power of prayer is a mighty force. 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 says, “My grace is sufficient for you for my power is made perfect in weakness...for when I am weak then I am strong.”
to be continued...