Then things get worse.
Today I'm reflecting on what is worse. I have two dear friends who are in dire straits, health-wise.
One is someone I've known for almost 30 years. She's active, outgoing, and upbeat. She's had her challenges in the health area. She was ill as a child, she donated a kidney to her father, and she battled breast cancer recently. Now she's fighting for her life because of an infection from her gall bladder. She's a thousand miles away from home and has been in the ICU for two weeks and will be there for at least two more. Her wife is with her, but she's in and out of consciousness, being intubated and flooded with medication.
The other friend is one I consider an older sister. She's 10 years older than me and in the beginning stages of dementia. Again: active, outgoing, and usually upbeat but she's had a hint of melancholy since her husband died 8 years ago. She's never been a decisive person, but she always seemed to meet life with a 'can-do' attitude. Her children live far away and are trying to help, but it's hard (I know. Been there, done that).
For both of these women I am praying for a successful resolution, no matter what it might be. I hope for both of them that there is gentle release from pain and grief and fear. I don't know what form the release might take, but each of them deserves the best that Fate has to offer. I will help where and how I can, but am removed from them both and there is little I can do. But I'll step in if needed because I want to give both ladies all the comfort I can.
Sometimes life is just bitching hard, no two ways about it.
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