Chair at Last!

"Little man, you've had a busy day," my mother used to say when tucking me into bed after a particularly active day. It may be a quote but I can't remember from what. In the morning I had a nurse orienting on the vent and lots of physio as the physiotherapist was looking for my wheelchair, the object of a combined effort by the physio, occupational therapist and the charge nurse of the ward to borrow from GF Strong. It arrived by lunch and surprise, surprise after being offered a strictly manual chair what turned up was my own chair that was assigned to me at GF Strong. Shortly after lunch I with 6 assistants got set up in the chair. The OT and PT were there to adjust my headrest so my head points in the right direction. I was up for over an hour- I think you get the idea of my day. I remember this morning feeling bored and wondering if anything was going to happen, instead I found out that hospital life has many surprises, something I've also found out about my life and walk with God. Many times, though things seem tough my heart leaps up as Laverne comes in and shares the responses to yesterday's blog. I'm trying to say that your comments are an encouragement to me as you do the work of the Lord in the place where I am not. Pray that soon my wheelchair and occupant may return to GF Strong.