Hospitalized February 6th
"It's pneumonia and Influenza A," she said the next morning.
"They want you and the boys tested. Love you; see you later."
We did not speak again for six weeks.
Lungs and kidneys quit February 7th,
placed on complete life support, and coma induced.
I am quarantined with flu and cannot visit.
Doctor calls, "She's not likely to make it. This is the worst I've seen."
Allowed to visit February 10th,
informed, "We almost lost her last night. She had a heart attack. I
must be honest with you; I've never had a patient in her condition
survive."
I thank the doctor for his candor, add, "If it is her time to go, then we will find a way to go on, but..." and he turns to me...
"we have thousands of people around the world praying for her."
"Then I will add my prayer, too," he said.
Doctor calls February 11th.
Reassures, "She's fine, don't worry. I go off-shift tomorrow.
I think your prayers are working.
For the first time since I attended her, I think she's going to make it."
I believe him. I thank him, hang up, and cry.
Each step of the way she shatters expectations.
Surviving. Breathing. Walking.
"Expect months in the hospital." It was weeks.
"Expect months of dialysis, maybe a year, maybe a transplant." Kidneys recovered.
Thousands prayed, many gave, the Lord answered with a Yes.
In our deepest darkness, he carried us again, teaching us to trust always.
Next week, she goes back to work.
Once again, the Lord gave me my wife, my miracle.
My wife of 21 years nearly lost her life in 2019 from a horrific bout with flu pneumonia that caused her lungs and kidneys to fail, and then caused a mild heart attack that almost took her life. Her treatment and recovery have drawn us, our family, and our church family closer together in ways we never thought possible. As we have said from the beginning of this saga, to God be the glory!