Hoping for miracles.

The terrible tragedies in Myanmar and China are weighing heavily on my heart.  If they weren’t enough, we have two medical crises that are hitting close to home. 

My uncle has had a heart valve condition most of his life.  He recently had what should have been a pretty low-risk surgery, but it was botched somehow and both his heart and kidneys were severely damaged.  Just this week, he was admitted to a new hospital far from home and 90% of his heart was removed.  He is currently surviving with a completely artifici*al heart.  My uncle has always been one of the most fit and athletic people in our family.  He is only about 45 years old and his youngest son is 6 years old.  It is difficult to imagine him being so ill.   In the best case scenario, he will be living in the hospital for the next 3-6 months.  They are hoping that he can survive with the art*ificial heart long enough to make it onto the heart transplant list. 

We also have friends who are facing a medical crisis with their baby girl.  (I mentioned them a while back.)  The last few months have been a rollercoaster for them.  Right now, they are facing a potentially life-saving surgery, which may also be very risky.  They are currently taking turns sleeping and living at the hospital, while the other takes care of their older son.  I can’t begin to imagine how difficult it must be.

I am not religious and I don’t really pray, but I do believe in the power of energy.  I am writing this to put my hopes for health, safety and miracles out in the universe.