In any nursing home or hospital it is not
uncommon for a C.N.A. as myself to witness
families nervously awaiting news of how their
loved ones are doing after serious treatments
or surgeries. Even so, I never actually
believed that I would one day find myself in
that same situation until the day my family
and I experienced an unexpected crisis. I still
had trouble comprehending what had just
happened as I found myself in a crowded
waiting room after learning that my mother
had suffered a serious brain aneurysm that
required immediate surgery. For six hours we
anxiously waited for news about my mother, I
was so nervous that I felt like the long wait
lasted only an hour or two. During this time I
had a lot of time to think, worry, and above all
else pray. I feel that prayer is the most
important thing I could do for my mother
during those difficult hours.
Fortunately, I was never alone waiting for the
doctor to bring word on my mother’s
condition. I was continually surrounded by my
family and friends who shared my concerns
and worries. Many times we would gather
together as a group to step aside and pray.
We would pray for God to always be in control,
and also that the doctors would find the
strength to remain calm and focused during
the procedure. Often after praying, I would
experience a feeling of complete comfort
come over me. For weeks after this, the
feelings of comfort that I would get
from praying helped keep me calm through
many more complications and dangers.
Despite some of these setbacks, we continued
praying and God eventually answered our
prayers and my mother began to recover.
After three weeks of hospitalization my
mother was finally able to come back home.
However, things were not perfect. My mother
had lost at least 90 percent of her vision in
both eyes and was still going through a lot of
pain. For four and a half months all I could do
was pray constantly. After undergoing
surgery again, my mother incredibly regained
full vision in her right eye, and will be soon be
going back to have her left eye operated on.
She now is as healthy as she was if not better
than before, besides her left eye. I believe in
the power of prayer and it’s part in the healing
of my mother.
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