You go get'em Stu, that is the only reason God placed you in the hospital at this time anyway, because He knew that if anyone was gone get him, it would be you. You are like a hallmark card, "When God cares enough to send the very best"

I was about to sign off for the night and saw you had a new blog. I am reminded of something I read once. A woman had prayed for healing and finally yielded for surgery not understanding why she had not been. They opened her up and the tumor was gone. She was back in her room and a new roommate came in all messed up from some depression issue and she leads her to the Lord. She had an incision, but had been healed. God answers our prayers sometimes to be used as soldiers of Christ and that may take us somewhere we didn't count on.

I posted a blog about a fallen soldier. One of the women in the community emailed me and was upset because of my comments. Her son has been brain injured and is 19 and was hit by a speeding car and is confined to a nursing home. I told her about the loss of my two sons and husband and how I have also worked for men in wheelchairs like you, Stu-prince, and the brain injured a few times as well. I have learned much about pain in this life either first hand or for people I have loved. She wrote back and apologized and said she was hoping to get through Christmas. She has a new grandson named Landen. My son that shot himself was Landon. She has accepted my offer for a Starbucks coffee date to discuss why I believe the Lord was aware of these things and allowed them. 

I would have chosen not to know the pain of loss if asked ahead of time but I wasn't. I am now going to use that pain to lighten the load of another child of God. Stu-prince as our sweet spirit filled nurse sister said Rock On-juanitababe