So, we just got home after 8 hours in the ER with my mother. It’s late, I’m tired, and I just realized it’s my turn to write the eNews intro. Luckily, I received a timely message from Kitty this morning. As I waited for the results of one test after another for my Mom, who had fallen, I could feel my breathing become shallow and my anxiety rise. She was in pain and it took a very long time to find out the cause. She was upset with the staff and wondered, over and over again, why it was taking so long to get the results. I realized then that I had a choice. I could join her in being upset, or I could get quiet and envision what I desired. I wanted Mom out of pain, and she got a steady dose of what she needed. She even sang a few times. I worried her injuries would be bad, but desired them to be manageable. The news came back that she did have a fracture, but it could be corrected. I looked up the picture I took of the slide from Kitty’s message: “I let this go and let Love manage this situation, trusting it will cause all things to work together for my highest good.” A calmness came over me (and Kim) and I believe my mother felt it. They told her she would be admitted into the hospital and she said, smiling, “I hope they put me in a private room in the penthouse!” There is a new wing at Loyola that has large, private rooms with couches and chairs for family members who have to stay for long hours. There is rarely an open room in the “penthouse,” since it is so desired. Well, you guessed it. Ten minutes later, she was being wheeled up to her private suite. I know it is strange, but I felt content as we left for the night, trusting Intelligence. I will continue to let Love manage the situation.
Cindy Blank, Board Member
