A thank you to two hospitals and a plea to stop smoking
In early October, my husband developed a four-day nosebleed. We waited at Memorial Hospital’s emergency department for more than three hours. I pleaded, “God, please help us.” Thirty seconds later, an angel named Morgan appeared and said, “I am going to ask the charge nurse to admit you sooner.” The Lord had sent Morgan, who soon ushered us to a room, and Memorial took wonderful care of my husband for three days.
Two weeks later, he had a stroke. We were at Erlanger within 30 minutes. The clot-busting medicine is miraculous. The entire staff at Erlanger is extraordinary. Fortunately, his stroke was minor, and he has no residual effects.
The cause of this challenging October was my husband’s 50-year, pack-a-day smoking habit and high blood pressure.
While at Erlanger, physicians told my husband, “If you don’t stop smoking, it’s all downhill from here.” The upshot is that he has not smoked since – glory hallelujah!