Yesterday afternoon I made it back to my home state safe and sound after a wonderful trip to spend time with family and meet my new grand daughter. My sister picked me up at the airport and I called my mom from her house. The adventures there just seem to go on and on. My mom informed me that as my dad monitored his blood pressure and pulse regularly, he had been experiencing a slow heart rate the last couple of days and went to his doctor. The doctor recommended that he go to the emergency room, so he was there with my brother. My mom said, “Can you believe it?” I responded with, “Yes – yes I can.” I stopped by the house, dropped off my things, had a bite to eat with my mom, and went to the ER. My dad and brother were still sitting there in the waiting room. My brother went on home and I continued to sit with my dad. Needless to say, he was pretty frustrated and exhausted by the near 5-hour wait. Just as he was seriously considering leaving, they got him in a room. Once there, the communication and assistance went quicker. They decided to keep him overnight for observation. Once they got him admitted and hooked him up to a monitor, I said good night. I went home, ate a cookie that was made by a friend who I saw on my trip, had a talk with God, and went to bed.

This morning we got a call from my dad bright and early. The cardiologist had already been in to see him. He was diagnosed with bradycardia, but while the heart is continuing to beat regularly, it is not being recorded as such. The doctor said he is not in any immediate danger and it was ok for him to come home. That was great news! We all cheered on the phone. A little while later, he came home in much better spirits. He is following up with his regular doctor this week. He looked pretty good as the cuts and scrapes on his face from the fall are pretty much healed.

Also, it was decided that my sister with the broken leg would benefit most from going to a rehabilitation center for a bit before going home. She stayed in the hospital all day yesterday waiting for the approval from her insurance company. I talked to her this morning and she still had not heard anything. After we got my dad situated at home, I went to the hospital to see my sister. I was there for only a short time when she got word that the approval was received and she would be transported to the rehabilitation center. Once she was there, the people were super nice and got her all set up. She seemed in pretty good spirits and ready to get things moving. I was honestly surprised at how good she looked and was getting around all ready.

I Found God today in the improvement of crazy situations with my family.