(This was written last Sunday, March 4, 2012)
You just never know when it might hit you again. Today in my Sunday school class we had walked in about 15 minutes late. Our Sunday school teacher was in the middle of telling something. He was talking about how this young kid (probably late teens to early twenty’s) who sounded like he has been making a lot of bad choices. They went into Wal-mart and he stayed in the car. When they came back out he was unresponsive. By the time they got him revived, his brain had not had oxygen for about 20 minutes. AS of yesterday morning, they considered him brain dead. They cannot officially pronounce him this until twenty-four hours without all the extra meds they’ve been giving him. This morning around 10a.m. they will reassess him to be able to officially diagnose him. He was talking about the mom and how she must be feeling.
As he is talking I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. It brought me right back to Mari’s last few days. I know how this mom is feeling. I’ve been there. You feel like this just can’t be happening. To put it simply: IT SUCKS!