An Attitude of Gratitude
If we were having coffee, it would be really early Saturday morning. We would meet at Harriet’s Cafe. I’d give you a big hug because I haven’t seen you in a long time. I’d ask you “HOW ARE YOU?” I would listen while you caught me up on the happenings of your life. When it was my turn, I would sigh a heavy sigh, and tell you that….
The week was humming along nicely until Wednesday morning. I got a call from my husband, who told me that our mutual friend was in the hospital. He is a diabetic who was ill and ended up with a horrible foot infection. The infection turned septic, and he was rushed to the hospital. Unfortunately they had to amputate his leg, just below the knee. The doctors kept him sedated overnight, but, Thursday morning they woke him up. You can imagine the prayers that were going up for him! How would he react? Would he be angry at his room-mates for calling 911? Well, when he woke up his spirits were good and he was thankful and feeling very lucky to be alive. He’s already had many visitors, even thought he is in the ICU. One of the nurses commented to me that he was doing exceptionally well – she had never seen anyone making such a strong comeback after being so sick!
So, I’m really tired. We’ve been back and forth to the hospital a few times this week, but, I’m feeling thankful. Maybe a better word is grateful. Our friend has a long way to go, but he will have our help and the help of many other friends to see him through.
If you or someone you care about has diabetes, please encourage them to take care of themselves. Education is key.
Well, going to the hospital now. Saturday mornings we usually have breakfast with our friend. Breakfast With Friends This Saturday won’t be any different.
I’ll talk to you soon.
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