It's been a long ass three days. Pa is recovering well, graduating from icu to icu ish, tomorrow to regular care, he will be monitored until Wednesday and then sent home. Depending on how he handles this first stent, two more will be placed, maybe no bypass. He's got luck on his side, many visitors. And I can see the toll it's taking on him, the coughing, I forgot about the coughing, watching his heart rate spike from simply rolling over. He will recover, this I can see, but nothing is really the same, change is and will be the only constant. But he is HUNGRY and eating easily and nurses quip that he never stops talking so everything is OK.
And oh, my heart is so tender and full. The synchronicities experienced, getting the call while traveling through the city district of the hospital he was being transferred to, beating the ambulance to the hospital so that when those doors opened Pa lifted his head to see his son right there ready for him. The Calm, the simple calm we both felt through it all. We prayed in our ways and those prayers were answered by a hundred tiny miracles.
Opening my email to find that three of you had sent us the funds to coast through this experience has touched me and my husband in ways that i can't even fully articulate. Heart attacks are never convenient and the unexpected travel of it all had dropped us into the Bangkok heat without even a change of clothes. So these funds have lifted us into hotels, delivered us to our destinations and literally fed and clothed us. Crying, but in a heart full of gratitude way, thank you!!! (you know who you are) 😭😻✨🌈💛
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