The Morning of Day Eleven

It was with some trepidation that I decided to visit Darrell at 9:00 AM this morning. I had learned that he was moved back into Intensive Care last night after having been given a one-hour Echo Cardiogram, and for some reason, I was expecting the worst.
I went to what I thought was Room 485 and as I peeked in I heard, “Hey, Dick. It’s nice to see you.” Turning left to the adjoining room, there seated up in bed was a smiling, perky Darrell Gene Miller. His coloring was great and except for three intravenous tubes bringing nourishment to his body, he looked as good as I have seen him in the last three months.
His mind was sharp as he related his medical history over the last twenty-four hours. In fact, the level of detail was so good, that I easily could have imagined that it was a doctor who was reporting this news. The problem is that Darrell is still bleeding internally, but his doctors are not certain why. Their immediate goal is to find the source and fix it.
Marlene and Don and Diane and Bob will visit Darrell later today, and they will let me know what progress was made, if any, in helping Darrell get back to normal. Tune in later today and I will give you an update.

Comments

  1. Diane says:

    Dick, does it seem like the stamina of the winebirds is being strangely tested???
    I certainly was overwhelmed that there is an emergency with my nephew in Pennsylviana. It is now 11 p.m. Thursday, and I will find out in two hours if I need to catch a plane early tomorrow morning. My nephew is stable…my brother may need his sister; Colin has the resilence of a 22 yo. Will catch up later. Is it wine-thirty somewhere? Love, Diane

  2. Ken says:

    Thanks Dick for a little good news. I have been fearful the last 24 hrs and praying
    for some improvement. Thanks also for your concern and interest. Please tell Darrell
    and Bob that they are in my thoughts. Friends here in PA extend their best wishes.

  3. Paula Dallas says:

    Scripture and prayer below is from the daily devotional that I receive from the Moravian Church. So appropriate that it came today.

    My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me. Psalm 63:8

    Moved with pity, Jesus stretched out his hand and touched the leper, and said to him, “I do choose. Be made clean!” Mark 1:41

    Great Healer, be with those among us this day who are awaiting test results, suffering from painful ailments, and are terminally ill.
    Comfort them in their hour of need. Our lives are in your loving hands. Amen.




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