Some More News

Well not much has happened. John is still basically braindead and on a resporator and other machines keeping him alive. The doctors have given him little hope of surviving. They want to pull out the the resporator, not just shut it off, to see if he can breathe on his own. The problem is if they remove it, they cant put it back in. The tube is causing him to throw up and its washing back into his lungs so they have to suction it out through his nose, and that makes him tense up. So hes got some reactions but not alot. The hard thing is for his wife Carol. She has to decide whether to take him off the tube. Im sure shes scared the family will hate her if he dies, which we wont, we totally support her. I think shes also scared that if John is still aware of whats going on, that he will know she’s the one who gave the order. I definately wouldnt want to be in her position. I know shes wants her husband back, we all do. The thing is that it could be his time to go, and its just the machines keeping him alive. We got to pray and ask God to help her make the right decision, whatever it is. Im worried she’ll regret any decision she makes. My family wants the tube taken out, but its up to her. I think she will have the tube taken out in the end, but I think she just needs time to deal with it. This all happened so fast, her whole world is flipped all around right now, and she doesnt know which way is up. God bless her heart.

BTW: If you have noted me, and I havent replied yet, im really sorry, its just been a bunch of waiting. I’ve been mainly popping on here to update when I know anything, and either wait by the phone or talking to my cousin until she knows something. I really apreciate everyones support and prayers. It means so much to me that so many people care about someone they have never met. It means so much to me and my family, and we all thank you with every bit of our hearts.

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.

Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.

Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.

This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord, You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always.

But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand.

Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me? The Lord replied, The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.