ComfortZone

My Gramma Ruth is in the Health Center at Friendsview, after spend­ing last week­end in the hos­pi­tal. Her CHF (con­ges­tive heart fail­ure) is catch­ing up with her. For a ninty-​seven-​and-​a-​half-​year-​old, she is doing excep­tion­ally well! The things that are hap­pen­ing now her doctor expected to see over two years ago. Her body is get­ting tired, but her spirit is still as strong and sweet as ever.

Yes­ter­day she really looked like she would pass away soon. She appeared to be in a really deep sleep for most of the day, and she wasn’t respond­ing much. We (my par­ents, Uncle Bob, and Aunt Bar­bara, and I) all went down the hall to a meet­ing with the very nice hos­pice ladies, and after a couple of hours we came back to her room. There she was sit­ting on the edge of her bed get­ting her­self ready to take a ride in her wheel­chair. We were so amazed! And over­joyed. It really was awesome.

A little bit later we were in her room (dis­cussing the events of the last few days with her), when a Friendsview worker poked her head in the room. Gramma Ruth said with a straight face, “Do thy­self no harm, we are all here.” (!) She was quot­ing Acts 16:28 (King James Ver­sion of course), where Paul shouted at the jailer to keep him from stab­bing him­self after the earth­quake. [You can read the whole story in verses 16 through 40.]

What a beau­ti­ful sense of humor! And this, after we thought she might not even talk again! Here’s another quote from her. “Just because I’m 97, they’re trying to find things wrong with me.” Appar­ently she doesn’t feel too bad phys­i­cally, which is a real blessing.

It’s unan­i­mous. We all want to be like her in our old age!