Today is Day 15 with H3N2, a mutating monster of a virus. One step forward, two steps back. I am sharing daily progress, woes, and prayers, with a dear student and his family. The kiddo is on Day 18 and his parents are just behind. This is a killer of a virus. The mortality rate for my age group is hardest hit (see that red line?) but my medically fragile student, at age 11, has suffered enormously and his situation is far more precarious than mine.
We spent some agonizing time in the ER, but my dearest flu widower always has clever jokes to make us laugh (and then we cough like crazy). And what a joy to love and care for one another in times like these. My student’s parents are the bravest, kindest, most determined people I have ever met. They are fighting minute by minute to keep their son alive. Sleep deprived, flu-ridden, heart broken, and clinging to faith, they are simply amazing. I do not know how they have survived these weeks. I am barely crawling along and I don’t have to take care of my sweet student throughout the day and night.
I know the Lord is holding us in his hands, whatever the outcome. Better times await.
Katharine, you have our prayers, and best wishes in what has to be the fight of both your student, and your lives. May God hold you in the palm of his hand, and only let go when the two of you are well.
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Thanks so much, Tim. And of course, I don’t want him to ever let go of me (but I know what you mean and would like to be set into a day without so much misery).
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Take care of yourselves. I’m sending lots of loving and healing energy to all of you.
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Thanks, Cee. These are hard times.
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