trip to the hospital

My mom is in the hospital for an emphysema flare-up. She called me yesterday and told me she was starting to have trouble breathing, and she thought maybe I should take her to the hospital. When I got to her place, though, she was having so much touble, even hooked up to her oxygen, that I called 911 despite the fact that Abbott Northwestern was only three blocks away. To make a long story short, she’s in the Respiratory Care unit at Abbott, I don’t know for how long because she hasn’t seen the doctor yet today. At least she’s as cheerful and optimistic as ever; she always has such a positive attitude (I take after my dad, the family pessimist).

I just feel numb, sick and depressed. Every time this happens, I realize that I could lose her at any time, and I don’t know what I’ll do without her. I love her so much. She’s my rock. Please, if anyone’s reading this, please keep her in your prayers.

Author: Barbara Marincel

My spiritual journey is all about finding the grace in the everyday—and the not so everyday—while living a full and creative life that includes chronic illness, PTSD, and depression. I'm a writer, blogger and photographer, live in lovely Minneapolis, Minnesota and am happily married to George and doggie-mama to Piper. I’m a Benedictine Oblate candidate of St. John’s Abbey in Collegeville, MN. My creative inspirations include nature, good books, Lake Superior, my flower garden, and my faith. More than anything, I cherish spending time with friends and, especially, family.

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