Arlo Kalon 2.0
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We spent most of last night keeping a vigil at my only baby sister's hospital bedside. She needed surgery to replace a nearly non functioning heart valve, an outcome of congestive heart failure. First though, they had to take her gall bladder out. The first attempt ended with them having to shock her heart back to life, the second ended with her blood pressure bottoming out. Finally, on the third attempt they were successful, but she never regained consciousness. We came home in the wee hours of this morning to a few hours of sleep before a text from my brother in law telling me her heart was failing. We rushed back to her bedside. It broke my heart to see her grown children there supporting each other as they felt the need to cry.
A nurse came in and told us her blood pressure was staying around 40/35, and the lack of oxygen to her body was causing a cascade of organ failures. She said we needed to consider taking her off life support. She left us to decide. Shortly thereafter a very big/tall black man came into the room and announced he was a friend of someone in our family and asked if he could pray with us. We gathered around my sister's bedside holding our hands as he prayed a prayer that I swear literally shook the foundations of the hospital building. He reminded us to celebrate her life and that to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord. I swear he knew the concerns of each of our hearts and addressed all of them in his prayer. He left as quickly as he came in. Our hearts were settled in the matter to disconnect the life support and let her go.
Nobody seems to know who he was. My sister passed peacefully a few minutes later. I'm sorry Colin, but I believe we were visited by an angel at our greatest time of need. We all cried our hearts out but were very relieved. I guess I still believe.
A nurse came in and told us her blood pressure was staying around 40/35, and the lack of oxygen to her body was causing a cascade of organ failures. She said we needed to consider taking her off life support. She left us to decide. Shortly thereafter a very big/tall black man came into the room and announced he was a friend of someone in our family and asked if he could pray with us. We gathered around my sister's bedside holding our hands as he prayed a prayer that I swear literally shook the foundations of the hospital building. He reminded us to celebrate her life and that to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord. I swear he knew the concerns of each of our hearts and addressed all of them in his prayer. He left as quickly as he came in. Our hearts were settled in the matter to disconnect the life support and let her go.
Nobody seems to know who he was. My sister passed peacefully a few minutes later. I'm sorry Colin, but I believe we were visited by an angel at our greatest time of need. We all cried our hearts out but were very relieved. I guess I still believe.