What a crazy few days it has been here in my neck of the woods. I was cleaning house Friday morning when I got a phone call from my mother that they were taking my father by ambulance to the hospital. He could not get out of bed and his heart rate was alarmingly high.
I dropped everything, jumped in the shower and then raced to the hospital. It turns out that his high heart rate was due to a fever caused by an infection that has settled in his right knee. My father has very bad arthritis and it greatly affects his knees. For now he is in the hospital on intravenous antibiotics until they can figure out what is going on with his knee and see if they need to operate.
While we were at the hospital yesterday morning, we heard an "urgent external 911" page over the hospital paging system. They were bringing some of the victims of the shooting here in Tucson to the hospital where my father is at. This is such a horrible tragedy, not only for my city but for our whole country. As you can imagine, this is all that is on our local TV channels. I vacillate between anger and sadness as I watch, wondering how such a senseless act can happen.
Please say a prayer today as you read this .... for my father, for my city, for our country.