As this day draws to a close, I'm asking anyone who reads this note to pray for my dad. Today, he decided to climb a ladder to "shape-up" a wayward Bradford Pear that was "on his nerves". Unfortunately, my mother wasn't at home when he decided to do his tree trimming.
When Dad didn't answer her phone call as she headed home from my house, Mom persisted, finally reaching him, but quickly realizing that he wasn't making sense.
To make a very long story short, he was on an eight foot ladder when he took a terrible tumble that has resulted in three broken ribs, a broken shoulder, a concussion, a possibly/probably broken left thumb and some internal blood loss.
He has been given plasma and blood and is holding his own (he is tough) but the next few days will be critical for him. I am posting this blog tonight despite exhaustion because I wanted to say that my dad is a gift--this man who is in so much pain that it is almost unbearable even with the large doses of morphine they are giving him, could not let us leave his bedside without telling each of us what we mean to him and how fervently he prays for us and our families every day--several times a day.
What a blessing to be prayed for like this--I will never be able to thank God enough for an earthly dad who loves and prays so consistently, and now, I am praying for him and hoping you will join me in asking God to wrap His arms around my sweet, stubborn daddy, giving him exceptional, compassionate medical care.
Thank you!
Love,
Sandy
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We are all praying! The boys said a sweet, sweet prayer last night. Please let us know if there is ANYTHING we can do, ANYTHING at all!
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