Back To The Business of Heart Disease

Dinner arrived, and though it looked appealing, there was very little seasoning, and everything had that “healthy” vibe going through it.  No chocolate, no salt, no anything that would make your mouth water and your taste buds tingle!

“This is kinda bland,” I said, picking at the salmon.

“You have no idea what you’re up against, do you?” John asked.  “Your diet’s  about to change drastically, at least for the time being.”  He continued.  “I’m concerned, though, that they’re trying to make you a diabetic, when you’re not in here for the “typical” heart problem conditions.”

“Oh well,” I answered, “at least my appetite’s come back a little.”  I ate quietly, glad to have some solid food in me after such a long day.

“I’ve got to find something, myself,” John said.  “I’m going downstairs and will be back in a little while.”

“Why don’t you go on home?” I asked.  “‘No need to wear yourself out the first day.”

“Look,” he replied, “you’re my main priority now, and remember, I’ve been through this before.  You may not know it, but you need a watchdog to keep these docs in line.”  He laughed.  “Remember, I WORKED here for 5 years – between that and my mom’s history, I can keep this thing on track.”  I had no idea how important that statement would become.

“O.K., O.K.,” I answered.  “But promise me you’ll go home early.”  He left the room, and I got up and moved to the chair.  The room telephone rang, and I scrambled to answer it.

“Lynn,” I heard my minister, Rev. Patty say, “how’re you feeling?”

“Well,” I answered, “a little shaken, but I’m not down yet.”

“John called me earlier, and as much as I want to be there, I have a respiratory infection and am afraid to come down right now.”  She continued.  “I’ve already got the chaplains praying for you, and I’ll be there just as soon as I’m a little better.”

“Thanks, Rev,” I replied.  “But no rush.  I’m not even sheduled for surgery, you’ll probably have a lot of time to visit.  And about that infection, might I suggest you get to the doctor as soon as possible?  You see where mine lead.”

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“Can I speak to John?” she asked.  “I want to check on him, too.  Oh, and by the way, Jennifer’s coming to see you.”

I love Jennifer.  She’s our small church’s Music Director, and if God is ever been expressed through anyone, it’s her.  “Can’t wait to see her,” I answered.  “I’ll have John call you when he gets back from dinner.”

“You let me know if you need anything,” she continued.  “And know we all love you and are praying for you.”  We said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone.

It’s amazing how when you ask for something, focus on it, and are patient enough to listen to the answers you receive, things start to happen.  The minister called, the Music Director was on her way, I WAS loved and protected!  And I had no idea what miracles were about to reveal themselves!