My godfather, Uncle E, has gone into the hospital. For some reason, he's been home sick for the last 2 weeks with a cold /flu. And worse, eating food = gas. Drinking fluids = gas. Breathing = gas.
And worse - the ER people FIGURED OUT that he's been having a heart attack for the last 10 days!!!!!!!!!!
I've known these people since I was a munchkin. I have a memory of sitting in Uncle E's lap in a '68 Vette going 80 mph down a street in Portland OR. (I was 2 and I wanted to go faster.)
These people mean so much to me. Since I left AK I've pretty much cut off my bio parents (trust me, reasons), and Antie D and Uncle E have stepped up and helped me out mentally, being a family when I need one.
So I'm going to ask for prayers, happy thoughts, love and snuggles for these people. I don't want anything worse to happen to Uncle E. He needs to be there, Antie doesn't know how to function alone....
God, fix this...