A WEDNESDAY IN THE HOSPITAL 12-4-2019





It’s Wednesday, December 4th and I have been in the hospital since Saturday, November 30th.
This morning, I saw the sunrise through my hospital room window.
This sunrise glazing through my hospital room window, captured my eyes and gave me “Hope”!
My friends, this hospitalization has been difficult, painful and disheartening for me.
You see, I am being treated for pneumonia, various lung conditions and other marvels of the medical world, that my body has the misfortunes of being blessed with.
The severe and debilitating pain that I have been experiencing is finally being managed.
The pain management is thanks to new and extra pain medications and the experienced and compassionate treatment by my attending physician and my physician’s assistant.
All my doctors and specialists are proficient in their fields and know me, as well as my medical conditions.
These professionals are genuinely amazing!
My nurse, who is taking care of me now, is kind, knowledgeable and knows me and my differing and, at times, changing moods.
The respiratory therapists are kind hearted folk, experienced, proficient and wonderful!
These amazing, and at times, humorous human beings taught me how to use a new device to help my breathing, an AerobiKA.
By using this breathing device, I am getting rid of some of that junk in my lungs.
The people who I am really grateful for, at the hospital, are the hospital chaplains.
These ministers of spirituality have been with me through the many years that I have been a patient here, at this hospital.
These wonderful women are also helping and supporting me through this current health crisis.
I am grateful that I am being cared for by such magnificently, superb professionals.
I would feel okay if I weren’t sick, in pain, exhausted, uncomfortable and in the hospital.
My friends, I am still grateful, especially for the excellent care and treatment that I am receiving.
I would now like to tell you of somebody who has not left my side through this traumatic and acute medical ordeal.
This somebody is Jesus!
Jesus has been my Calming Force, my Protector and my Healer.
My body is calm because the pain I feel has been addressed and treated well with medications and my medical conditions, that brought me to the hospital, are also being treated.
My soul is calm today because Jesus has been ever present though this traumatic medical ordeal.
My friends, though sick and in the hospital, I am counting my blessings.
Evelyn Pinto
December 4, 2019
1:25pm




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