I’m sitting again in my little brother’s hospital room. Fewer lights blink, fewer alarms beep, and fewer tubes link his body to bags. His heart is repaired and cleaned of infection. His numbers are good. And his post-surgery delirium is gone.
He’s been sleeping soundly. And long. And this deep sleep seems to be healing him of the past week’s damages, building him up and making him new.
When he wakes between naps, his mind is clear, and his eyes are bright.
My little brother is back again.
When he was a baby, he woke from his hard-won naps looking refreshed and ruddy and ready to go.
And now he is ready to get out of ICU, get out of the hospital, and get home for Christmas.
God willing, he’ll make it.
We are grateful.
Apple to Apple 
Hi Phyllis,
I’m not a Facebook guy, but happened upon this beautiful post about your brother. Such an encouraging story, but it was frightening as well. Praying you and your family have a wonderful Christmas!
Jim Jones
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Good morning, Phyllis. I’m thankful to hear that your brother is improving. I prayed for him. Although my sister and brother had heart surgery, I’ve never heard of cleaning out the heart like that. Thankful for the medical knowledge.
Your post a couple weeks ago about getting and “A” reminded me of my high school physics and chemistry class teacher. She was young and energetic and graded on the “curve.” If you showed up for every class, did every assignment and took the tests, you were guaranteed to pass. I got “pretty good” grades in reality but ended up getting an A at the end of the year. And I don’t remember much of what I learned in physics. 🙂 Chemistry I used in nursing.
Trusting all is well with you and your family. And Merry Christmas!
Connie Stoll
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