Miracles...

OK, Tiffany talked me into it. Ready for a miracle? On Monday one of my residents was suddenly very sick. I couldn't tell if she was just sick or really dying. I contacted her son, had her admitted to hospice, and monitored her condition, which remained stable. However, she declined very quickly overnight, and I could tell on Tuesday that she didn't have much time left. I called her son, sick at the thought that he might not make it from Illinois in time to be with her before she passed. He said that he wouldn't be able to make it until Wednesday. After talking to him, I went into my resident's room. At this point she was breathing very shallowly and was unresponsive. They say, though, that people in that condition can still hear, so I told her that her son would be there the next day and that if she wanted to she him, she should wait to go. I left at 4, not knowing what would happen, but praying that he would make it in time, that she would live just a bit longer. On Wednesday when I got to work, I learned that she had passed away at 2:00 in the morning...but after a string of miracles, her son had made it just in time! He came straight from the airport and she died a few short hours later. How grateful I am for answered prayers and the miracles that I see almost daily at work! What a blessing it is to work where I do...