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…way too short.
I was faced again with the brevity and frailty of life tonight at work. One of my supervisors at work has been ill for a week or so - so ill that he missed over 30 hours of work last week. Tonight he called Vanita and asked her to take him to the hospital. By the time Vanita got to his house he had collapsed. She got there as the paramedics got there - he called 911 after calling Vanita. They turned Stephen over and he wasn’t breathing. They got him breathing again, but things don’t look so good right now. He’s stable, but he has a lot going against him. At seven AM, Stephen was stable. People from work are staying with him night and day. His family isn’t here, so the crazy Team Overnight is going to be family for him.
As I drove to lunch all I could do was pray. When all else fails, thats the thing to do right?
Actually, its the thing to do before all else fails.
To quote Wilda - “Say a prayer for Stephen, he needs them.”
