Monday Miseries, Miracle Needed

***URGENT UPDATE BELOW***

Sweet friends....so many of you are checking in and sending me messages filled with hope and giving me strength when I'm strugging to hold on.

It's late and I'm tired, but I'll copy an e-mail I wrote earlier tonight to give you today's news. Please, please keep praying.

I wish I had good news. Today has been the worst day yet. We arrived at the hospital around 11am, but the nurses were working with Dad. He apparently didn't sleep all night and drove them all crazy. He pulled out his IV on his right hand and now it's all bandaged. They put the IV in his left hand and now it too has been removed - not exactly sure WHO did the removing...

Dad was in unbearable pain today...holding his head...complaining that his head and eyes are aching...moaning..rocking in pain...didn't open his eyes once while I was in the room. The drainage from his operation is still all showing evidence of clotting...something not right there. He is shaking uncontrollably - and not just like a shiver...something jerky and strange...don't know...

It's so sad. My heart is breaking. We couldn't take it. Sharon, (sister), Mom and I just went down and sat in the lounge. So helpless. Something else is wrong with Dad...this is not just complication from the surgery anymore...something else is wrong. We are all getting frustrated as day by day goes by and nothing is being done to check him out. Something else is happening.

Mom totally lost it - collapsed in tears - and we all just hugged, prayed and sobbed...I've never felt so completely helpless in all my life! We decided to go home- too hard for Mom to be there.

We went back to Mom's to make some tea and try to re-group. Sharon called the Hospital to register a report about Dad being given morphine when it said right on his chart in Emerge that he was allergic to that drug. We aren't a complaining family...but we felt we had to do something. The lady Sharon spoke with was so wonderful and she gave Sharon the name of the woman who is in charge of the floor Dad is on..not just the nurse in charge of the staff on that floor, but the gal over all. She was going to have this lady call Sharon.

We sat a few more minutes, then Sharon felt we should go to the hospital and speak with this woman...not wait for a call. So, Sharon and I drove back to the hospital. When we arrived the gal had just been given a call concerning Dad and she took us right into her office. She listened to everything that has happened to him since last Tuesday. She asked us to wait while she called Dad's surgeon. Apparently, in order for another Dr. to look at Dad they need to go through the surgeon who performed the operation...even though the majority of his needs right now do not appear to be related physically to the surgery itself.

We waited and she said that the surgeon had put a call into the other Dr., but was still waiting for him to return his call from YESTERDAY!!! This gal made sure everyone had cell numbers etc...so Dr's could contact one another. She said she would follow up on this and that today or tomorrow a Dr. would see and assess Dad.

Sharon and I left the hospital feeling somewhat better, but still helpless. We need a Dr. NOW!!!! We're watching Dad get worse every day...and no-one is doing anything....or at least that's how it feels. He's fading away before our eyes and our hands feel like they are tied. The nurses are wonderful and being so sweet with Dad, but they can only do so much. Dad needs a Dr.

We got in the car and continued to pray. Lord, we are doing all we can...we don't know what else to do...Eph 6:13 came to our attention..."having done all, to stand".

Sharon had to pick something up for Mom before we headed back home. On our way home Sharon decided to phone her home phone to retrieve any messages. This gal we had just met with had already phoned and left a message. The Dr. we were waiting to hear from had just gone in to see Dad. He has ordered a CT scan of his head, chest x-rays, blood samples, urine samples, an antibiotic, some other HP test...something to do with blood work...action is being taken. Oh, thank You Lord. I just started praising and crying in the car. Something is going to be done. Thank You, thank You Lord.

Praying that these tests will be conducted quickly and Dad will receive the help he needs. Something is terribly wrong.

The Pastor from my sister's church went up to see Dad tonight and he said that Dad seemed to be a bit more peaceful. He also opened his eyes and made a remark that his family isn't supporting him or coming. That breaks my heart. I know Dad is saying things that aren't true as he is still hallucinating...but it breaks my heart to think he is feeling so abandoned. We ARE there. We're doing all we know to do. Praying so hard that God will help him know he is not abandoned...that Daddy will know our love and His love. I want to just crawl into Dad's lap, like I did as a little girl and tell him, Daddy I AM here...we haven't left...we're thinking about you and praying for you continually..we LOVE you....

Totally exhausted tonight. Crying every few seconds. Emotionally and physically depleted. Praying for God's strength.

Singing through tears,
"Because He lives, I can face tomorrow
Because He lives, all fear is gone
Because I know He holds the future
And life is worth the living, just because He lives."

Thank you, thank you, thank you for listening once again.
Tomorrow my friend...I'm holding on to hope for good news tomorrow,
Joy

**UPDATE** My Mom just received a call from the hospital. Dad is so agitated and 'out of control' they want our family to come. We are standing in desperate need of prayer today. God is able.

He Is Able

Lyrics by Rory Noland and Greg Ferguson

He is able more than able To accomplish what concerns me today He is able more than able To handle anything that comes my way He is able more than able To do much more than I could ever dream He is able more than able To make me what He wants me to be

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