When all you can do is pray for a miracle

It’s been a tough 24hrs. Mom went to pick dad yesterday and she called us sobbing! Dad had had another stroke on Sunday night. The entire family rushed down to hospital and we spent the day there.

It’s in the same place as the previous stroke on Monday night but far more severe.
This has left him Paralysed in the right hand side of his body and he cannot talk. He has what is called Expressive Aphasia (Just means he is not able to talk)
He does however recognise us and can use his left arm to squeeze a hand or pull you towards him to give you a kiss.

Yesterday was a very tough day we spent most of the day just floating around the hospital and spending brief periods with Dad.

All we can do is pray for a recovery. I have prayed and prayed and begged God for a miracle all the while still trying to come to terms with the fact that my dad will probably never be the same again. But as a Christian I have to believe that what will be will be and that it is in God’s hands. He knows the plans he has for us.

We in for a long Journey but for me I pray that Dad will regain his speech. There’s so much I want to say to him and I’m sure he wants to say to us. I pray he gets to do that.