Monday, Pensacola

Monday morning, May 21, 2018
Pensacola

Kristen spent the night in her mother's room in the Surgical ICU. The report from her is that Malinda is responding to commands and even said a few words. Of course this is good news, for which we are thankful. And perhaps indicates that she will go better prepared, in better physical condition, into the second procedure (permanently to seal the aneurysm that ruptured, which at this point is only temporarily sealed, to stop bleeding). Maybe we will know more this morning what, and what schedule, the surgeon has in mind.

At the moment, I am thinking of what the ER physician at Gulf Coast hospital told us Friday night. He had arranged for Malinda to be flown to Shands, Gainesville by helicopter. That fell through because of severe weather. Then he arranged for her to be flown here to Sacred Heart by helicopter; that also was cancelled because of severe weather, so he set up the ambulance transport, which worked beautifully. As the change were forced upon him, he told us, "The Lord moves in mysterious ways." On this Monday morning, I am so thankful for Malinda's neurosurgeon and her skilled surgical team, and for the kind, caring staff at Sacred Heart. And for the fact that we have close, loving family here, even one of the RNs on staff is Malinda's second cousin, and keeps checking on her.

Not to be overly emotional, of which well more than enough already, but thanks be for mysterious ways.

T