Update on Tom: After the Exploratory Bronchoscope on Friday, Tom has just not done well. I thought perhaps yesterday he just needed a day to recover. I stayed with him most of the day and he was just not himself. I needed to go home so I could pick up Ginger (our dog) and bring her back into town to stay with me at the hotel, as our kind neighbors that had been carrying for her since Toms hospitalization left to go on vacation for two weeks. I arrived at the hospital to find out that Tom had flat-lined once last night and then again early this morning. He has not had a good day today, just not himself at all. The cardio team came up to look at him and they let me know he is not a candidate for a pacemaker because of his acute condition. He asked me to stay with him tonight, he did not want to be left alone. The Elders from our church came in today to pray with Tom and I (healing prayers) and that meant a lot to both of us. Our minister Walker Gaulding managed to put a smile on Toms face. And that made me happy too. So many prayers, and we so appreciate each and every one of them. Those prayers are everything to Tom and I right now, they keep us going and help us to make it through each day and each night. As I sit in his hospital room typing this, I do realize that I am very sad, not fearful, just really sad. I am sad because I miss Tom. I miss having him at home each day and night. I miss having him take care of me as he has always been the one that made sure I was ok. I am sad he has to go through this illness and suffer so. But I do so treasure each and every minute that I get to share with him, regardless if they are here in this hospital room. I find myself watching him a lot and I find he does the same with me. He has never been the romantic or one to hold hands, but he always wants to hold my hand now. It comforts him to have his hand over mine. As I am lying on the couch in his room at night, I watch him and I see him wake up and look over to ensure I am still there and watch how he relaxes once he realizes I am. Today I prayed, I pleaded, I begged for Tom to be healed completely, and I know God hears my prayers. I will continue to have faith and believe Tom will be home soon. I will be the first one to say, none of this makes sense. How can Tom be so sick from a tick bite? How can our life change so quickly? There, will be something good that comes out of all of this. I know that from the bottom of my heart. I may not understand now, but someday it will all make sense to me. Someday, I will look back and it will all make sense. Please dear God, in Jesus name I ask for you to heal Tom completely, body, mind and spirit and bring him home to be soon.
Posted on: Mon, 29 Sep 2014 02:04:06 +0000