Spending a few days in the hospital teaches you a lot about love and family. First of all, not many people have these things. Hospitals are pretty lonely places and without friends/family they become even more so. Appendicitis is a common sickness, 1 out of 15 people will develop it in their lifetime and in most cases, it is completely curable. But if you were born 150 years ago this would have killed you. Not to be a "debbie downer" but I've realize how delicate life can be and no matter how young, pretty, smart or cool, you aren't invincible.
The lady in the room next to Charlie was all alone. Multiple times a day, as I walked down the hospital hallway, I would see her laying in bed without anyone to keep her company. This is not to say she had no one, but you never know what other people are going through. I get so self-consumed with my own life that I forget to be compassionate.
I've always counted our health as one of mine and Charlie's blessings; after this week that prayer became more real to us.
What's wrong with this picture? Jerms
was great =D
Check out the names of Charlie's nurses
"Hillbilly SMACK DOWN" (just in case you couldn't see the blurry screen). Since this was the most entertaining thing on local T.V., and it was for a while, the Lloyds brought over their laptop for us to watch movies. Bless them!