This is mel typing, because dad is busy staying alive.
Since he doesnt do many blog posts anymore ive taken it upon myself to give all you an update while ive stolen his bed and his phone.
He is in st george public level 3 room somthing and hes all on his own so feel free to come visit tomorrow, hes been in here since yesterday and he should be here until monday possibly longer.
By the time he gets on his phone to publish this, he would of just had an op to remove both his venus port in his chest and his pertineal port, both which sre infected.
Until next time, :P mel
THANKS MEL
Second night hospital sydney.
I GOT BED AND PHONE BACK. SITTING AN HOUR UPRIGHT IN HOSPITAL CHAIR A CHALLENGE. THE VULNERABILITY OF MY ILL BODY AND THE IMMENSE HOPE I FEEL ARE STRANGE BEDFELLOWS.
Im defering cometriq as it stops post surgery wound healing.
A day on emergency surgery queue, ive fasted 24 hours and i start fasting again. I begged to get port fixed. Its best to turnup to emergency.
The 4 share room is full of suffering. I notice how quickly they shared stories and i was silent smiling with gentle encouragement
Sweet dreams my friends and all those who chase hope.
The kindness and bliss is real as my prayer
Jesus heal us! Amen.
