Quiet please; healing in progress

The ICU at St. Mary's is a quiet and somber place. Signs are posted everywhere which read "Quiet please; healing in progress". When you walk in, you kind of feel like you're intruding on some secret that you're not intended to see. All the lights are dim, you hear no clacking footfalls or noisy chatter, nurses whisper, and it smells clean.

If it weren't for the reason my Dad is laying in the bed in room 2523, I'd almost think the place were pleasant and comfortable. And for his sake, I'm glad they designed it that way. On the other hand, I'm overjoyed that as of tomorrow he will no longer have the opportunity to enjoy their hospitality.

Since last night his kidneys have kicked back into high gear. The doctor decided he needs no further dialysis, which means the PIC line can come out. And if the numbers continue to go in the right direction he'll be taken out of ICU tomorrow afternoon. The speed of his recovery thus far has been down-right amazing! Dr. S. actually laughed this morning about how well he has been doing. He was able to eat a little bit and seems to be feeling much better too.

Again, thank you, every single person who has been praying for him. God does answer us, I know it!

"Therefore, confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another so that you may be healed. The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much."
- James 5:16