IT’S A PRAYER REQUEST for little bro, Cliff.
Three weeks on a vent with COVID-19, he failed his first spontaneous breathing test yesterday. He lasted 15 minutes breathing on his own, I am told. He needs to last 30.
Another test today, likely. A third one if needed. Then I think onto a tracheotomy. That’s what I understand, from a distance of 800 miles.
Normally, I’d have a Christmas message out to family and friends and something Christmassy here. But after losing our youngest brother in June to a heart attack, it doesn’t feel especially merry at the moment.
That could change. May it be so.
A Christmas Miracle?
I know, a lot of them are needed this year.