Dear God:
Today, I am thankful for one hand squeeze.
Most days, a hand squeeze is not a rare or special action. But, today, it was both because it was Tom's left hand squeezing mine - over and over again.
S and I visited our friend, Tom, late in the afternoon. He's still in the hospital's critical care ward. Our visits have a new goal: to stimulate his mind and memory. Consequently, each visit will now last at least an hour, preferably two.
Today, I read aloud from Peter Mayle's A Year in Provence and chatted away about cycling, the Tour de France, Wimbledon, gardening, the weather and whatever else crossed my mind. (I'm surprisingly good at small talk when I need to be.)
The nurse believes that Tom is on the verge of emerging from the coma. So do I.
For this blessing, I am grateful.
Amen.
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Thank you for sharing your blog with me. I wish your friend Tom all the best in getting out of his coma. How selfless of you to visit him and read - giving his mind something to spark upon. I'll say a prayer for him tonight. Keep me posted.
~Douglas
The Splintered Mind - Overcoming Neurological Disabilities With Lots Of Humor And Attitude
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