When It Rains . . .

Dad was doing great yesterday and was supposed to go home tomorrow, but they gave him a heart medicine today that made his blood pressure drop dangerously low. So now . . . I'm not sure. We also had some negative excitement when my sister, who is two weeks from her due date, went in for a checkup. They thought the baby's heartbeat had something wrong and were considering doing an emergency c-section! My mom was in the middle of a meeting while trying to arrange having someone go over and watch my sister's one year old just in case they couldn't contact her husband, who was at college. Poor mom! What a day for her!

Now, they think maybe the baby was just laying on the umbilical cord, and they won't need to do an emergency c-section. Phew!

Meanwhile, I haven't even been to the hospital to visit my dad, because Sonshine and I both got colds this week. I thought mine was over yesterday, and then I spent today carrying a tissue box with me to every room. Ugh! I am not favorable to the idea of going to the hospital and giving someone there what I have or picking up what someone else has in addition to what I already have. BUT!! Life is good! Life is good! Infinitely good in the Lord.