I just wanted to take the time to say thank you for keeping me and my family in your prayers. I'm having a bit of a "day" myself here, and despite the fact that I know I'm doing my best to do good and do the right thing, it's still weighing heavily on my mind. I heard from my mother today and found out that the hospital has once again changed diagnosis for my grandma. First, they said it seemed to be kidney failure, then it went to an enlarged heart, then a blood clot, then removing her gall bladder, and now, diverticulitis. It just makes me furious that they put this poor 87 yr old woman thru a surgery to take her gall bladder out only to find out it had nothing to do with why she kept getting so sick. My mom said she has no choice but to stay right there and sleep in the chair next to her because the nurses keep coming in trying to give her meds she's not even supposed to have, or other meds that she just took, not to mention the nurses with bad aims are coming out of the woodworks when it comes time to change her IV over and over. I had so much on my mind of how I was going to get through this day, because it's a very difficult day for my best friend in the world. It is the birthday of her son that passed away. It breaks my heart that she isn't able to cope with this day as I have learned to do over the years since losing my baby boy. But it's just a point she will reach on her own some day, although I will be here for her no matter what. I started the day and stopped at my usual gas station and they happened to ask if I wanted to donate to the Children's Hospital fund. I didn't even think twice, I donated and wrote my friends sons name on it, in his memory. Soon after my daughters dad came to pick her up for the weekend. He and his wife have a new baby girl and have been struggling a lot. He's been working himself so hard I'm scared he's going to hurt himself and not even be able to spend time with our daughter. He had a flat tire today and barely made it here on a donut tire because he had to use his money for gas to get here and couldn't afford a tire and ended up walking 10+ miles up 71. Of course I'm going to be concerned about my daughter traveling in a car with a bad tire, but that wasn't my reasoning. He tried his best to hold back the tears when I asked if things were ok, but I could see it in his eyes that he was falling apart. I grabbed my wallet and took $50 out of the money I have saved to take on my trip overseas and gave it to him. He said no because he couldn't pay me back but I told him I wasn't asking for it back. They went on their way down the road to get a tire put on the car and head back to his house. He and I have our differences, with being "exes" but I wish him no ill will and I've certainly been there with the same struggles he's having. I really couldn't afford to give that $50 with the costs I may be dealing with during my month overseas, but I did it anyways. I know one thing is for sure, I'll have a roof over my head while I am there, food to eat, clothes on my back, and God by my side. I have faith that he will provide for me and keep me safe. I have truly been blessed and there is nothing more important to me than sharing that blessing, especially to those who need it the most. Please just pray that I will continue to stay focused on Him and do whatever it is He wants me to do. Hopefully this final diagnosis with my grandma will settle down quickly since it's something they can treat with medications. I know it can be difficult because my daughters dad actually has diverticulitis as well and had to have 3/4 of his bowel removed due to it. Thanks so much for all of your prayers, I really appreciate it.

God Bless,
Pam