Transition to the ICU proved uneventful for me. Grant continued to keep me abreast of what was going on, so good at talking to me whether I was responsive or not. I knew he was there and it made everything easier. I was in and out of consciousness and though I tried to sleep the constant hustle and bustle of dr.’s in and out made it difficult. At the same time I didn’t feel like I cared about much. Things were what they were. I didn’t like them – they just were.
Not able to help my situation, I waited. I couldn’t heal my body and God didn’t seem to be doing that just yet, so I needed to be patient. I was frustrated with the weakness of my body and as I lay before the Lord I cried out, “heal me.” Then I remembered that he already said he would; and that would turn into thanks and so in tears, in pain, in my agony before the Lord I accepted this next step, whatever it was, and kept going.
Through the next few days I would experience much pain and discomfort, but God was with me in it all. Your prayers were and are so valuable. The latter part of James 5:16 says, “The intense prayer of the righteous is very powerful.” I believe we experienced these.