Saturday, August 11, 2018

Caretaker worries

When to go to the ER plagues me.  My poor Dave was not able to keep food down.  By the second day I got nervous.  So off to the ER.  I am so glad I went because they admitted him due to obstructed small intestines.  Good Lord. Hopefully a tube down his nose to the belly will cure him.  Not fun to have done and not fun to watch.  My heart aches.

Then there is the worry of my sister.  My older sister has caretaker duties too.  I am trying not to worry about her as well.  I guess it is true that God gives us as much as we can handle..or maybe not.

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