Lots of weird things are happening now, aren't they? Frogs are not yet falling from the sky, I grant you that. But give them time, the frogs, give them time. --William Leith
Monday, October 22, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
So on Friday, my brother and his wife had their first baby. Which makes me an aunt, for the first time. The baby is a little girl, and first reports on Friday, when my brother phoned me at work, were that everyone was happy and healthy. All according to plan.
What wasn't expected, yesterday morning, was the call from my mother, saying that the as-yet-unnamed baby girl had had a seizure and been taken to the intensive care unit. Later calls revealed that she had suffered two strokes, and her left arm had a residual twitch. My mum was a wreck, and I called her a couple of times yesterday to make sure she was ok.
This morning Mum called again, to say that she had spoken to my sister-in-law's mother (baby's other gramma) and that she had been told that they don't expect Sweetpea (that's what they're calling her at the hospital, given that her parents haven't been able to agree on a name) to have any more strokes, and that they're not sure whether the aftereffects will be lasting or not.
So, if you have a little bit of room in your prayers, there's a tiny Sweetpea in Calgary that needs all the prayers she can get...
What wasn't expected, yesterday morning, was the call from my mother, saying that the as-yet-unnamed baby girl had had a seizure and been taken to the intensive care unit. Later calls revealed that she had suffered two strokes, and her left arm had a residual twitch. My mum was a wreck, and I called her a couple of times yesterday to make sure she was ok.
This morning Mum called again, to say that she had spoken to my sister-in-law's mother (baby's other gramma) and that she had been told that they don't expect Sweetpea (that's what they're calling her at the hospital, given that her parents haven't been able to agree on a name) to have any more strokes, and that they're not sure whether the aftereffects will be lasting or not.
So, if you have a little bit of room in your prayers, there's a tiny Sweetpea in Calgary that needs all the prayers she can get...