Hello friends! I want to tell you that I had COVID, was sick in bed for 7-8 days and then was taken to the hospital with COVID pneumonia! I was in the hospital for six days.
I was so weak, so vulnerable. I had intestinal distress and I didn't know that I was not getting enough oxygen. I am not a medicine person. I didn't know how to help myself. I believe that being so physically vulnerable and alone (COVID wards are completely isolated - absolutely NO visitors) that Jesus the Healer came to me and healed me. I believe He placed His angels in the corners of that hospital room. I relearned that without Christ I am nothing. It is a good lesson to learn. I feel clean and born again.
The food at the hospital was a treat! A gift!
The view out the window = sky!
The bed was soft and comfy.
The hospital itself is beautiful.Going home! Being alive! (People do die from COVID)
I am so grateful to be home and to feel so good. I'm thankful for recently developed COVID therapies and how they worked. I appreciate each meal, each warm piece of clothing. My family loved me so dearly and cared for me so tenderly. I feel rich and renewed.
Yesterday I went to my local yarn store and bought sock wool. That was fun! We ate pancakes to commemorate the beginning of Lent.
Oh, God the only GOD! I belong to you!