And I guess it shouldn’t surprise me.
At 11pm last night I left the office leaving one little girl more comfortable and happier. I moved a very displaced tooth back to where it should have been before she crashed on her rollerblades. The tooth beside it had, unfortunately, departed permanently – no one knew where.
Came home to my son and family who were watching a movie. I was beat so went to bed. A few hours later my sleep was interrupted by the phone. I was in a deep deep sleep and woke up thinking that the phone was just ringing. But was it just a dream? By the time I was conscious it had stopped but I knew that being on call, it probably was not just a bad dream. So, I got up and just as I was checking the messages Eric called.
Auntie had fallen again and was on her way back to the hospital by ambulance. Waited up a bit and checked with Emergency – all was under control till morning and if not they would call.
This morning before church I spent some time with her, made it to church, Kieran’s seventh birthday party and then back up to the hospital.
Sat with my aunt who was mostly dozing – in and out of sleep – me as well as I sat waiting for some word. Finally – good news. Nothing appeared to have broken again. She was going back to the nursing home – this was around 6 pm. One last trip up to My St Joes to see her safely tucked back into her own bed.
Now I feel I am ready for sleep myself but it is only 8:30 and guests are still here. Chinese food has just arrived. Who knows when everyone will head back to their own homes. I think I’ll grab some food and go chill out in a quiet corner with my feet up.
Thanks to all who are keeping my auntie in their prayers. It seems a bit of a wonder that she did not break anything new. I was so anxious for her and for our own travel plans only a week away. Wondering what to do in a worst case scenario has sort of been tearing me apart on top of my fatigue. I hope this night is quiet.