Miracles still happen

This past Tuesday was a very big wakeup call for all of us. It started with a phone call from mom that Juliana was very sick and would not be able to attend our annual New Years day with the family. We never had a New Years where we didn't have the whole family present and Juliana and Teresa had left a very big void in that day for all of us.

Wednesday morning was even worse news when I was told Juliana had been taken to Emergency due to something going haywire with her diabetes. A few hours later she was transferred to ICU in St Josephs Hospital which is part of the CHOC family. I met mom and Kathy at the hospital and when we first walked in it was very depressing. Juliana was being asked questions by the doctors and she was non respondent. It reminded me of the time when she was at school and she got really sick. They had to take her to Emergency and discovered later that she was a Diabetic, but this time it seemed worse since she couldn't even respond to the doctors questions. Alot of things were going through my head as the doctors were talking to her. Was their brain damage? Did she have a stroke and she couldn't talk? All of these things were going through my head and I was just hoping that everything would turn out alright.

An hour went by and still no response so we relieved each other for lunch. After Teresa and mom went to lunch and the doctors left I sat their watching Juliana as they had Hanna Montana on the hospital TV. I then noticed her moving around so I decided to see if I could talk to her. After numerous attempts to get her to talk she let me know that both her arms were hurting and that this was a good episode of Hanna Montana and I should watch it. As soon as I heard her say that I knew everything would be fine and that she would be back to her old self before long. That was a great sigh of relief to hear her respond and in her usual very definitive manner. I'm a strong believer in fate, and at that moment I realized that miracles still happen.