Most of you who come here regularly are aware that I have a condition that requires nursing services to care for my legs. They do for me what I can not manage to do for myself. They clean the affected areas, apply antibiotic salve and bandages where needed and wrap my legs from toes to knees in Ace bandages to help control fluid build-up. Thanks to their kind and expert care on their three times a week visits, my legs are in better shape now than they have been since this all started.
I mention this only to tell you how much I admire and how grateful I am to these ladies who take such good care of me and of many others who need their help. They have chosen careers that are not easy, and yet they are always cheerful and professional. Over time I have gotten to know some of them quite well.
Yesterday I learned that the nurse I see most often, the sweet little lady who is expecting her first child in November, had fallen down some stairs. She wasn't badly hurt, but the fall had an effect on her pregnancy. She was hospitalized for 24 hours and is now home, apparently on bed rest, doing everything possible to see to it the baby goes full term.
Then I found that the nurse I saw on Monday has suffered a tragic loss. Her grandbaby was found in her crib, non-responsive. The baby was rushed to the hospital and in spite of the best efforts of the doctors, the child couldn't be saved. I can imagine nothing more heart wrenching than to lose a child or grandchild.
I don't know what I can do for these ladies who take such good care of me, except to lift them both up in prayer. I hope those of you who are so inclined will join me.
White Bear, Saskatchewan - Dale Redekopp
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