hours with BIL yesterday. Amazing. He is completely aware, no apparent mental damage at all. Still in ICU due to the pneumonia. He gets out of bed frequently and made one complete trip around the nurses station. Even took a phone call while I was there.
I think that it would not be easy to be in his position right now. Not the patient part but the survivor/now what part. What would I do with a second chance at life? Think about the unrealistic expectations now being showered upon him. The not so easy ones: you must be grateful, you must be thankful – remember, he’s still in the hospital, in a lot of pain and his mental faculties are being heavily taxed. The hard ones: you were a non-compliant (new term I learned, meaning not following the rules on diabetes), you brought this on yourself, now are you going to be compliant?, it was God’s will, He needed you to do something for Him (oh, really?), you have to go to church (need?), this was a warning (duh), we’re just so thankful and you must be too (uh, I feel like the bird of Paradise just flew over my head if you get my drift), etc. What a boatload of expectations.
Gonna be a long road. Late.