Aug. 8, 2008
Many of my blogs are from odd occurrences at either Kroger or Willis-Knigthon. Today's is the latter. My niece, Lauren, was in the hospital to get her appendix out yesterday. It is a busy place and it is very rare to share an elevator with just one person. I got in and a gentleman asked which floor. It ended up being the doctor who saved my life 21 years ago when my appendix ruptured. Hadn't seen him since. How bizarre. I was carrying the doll my mother bought me that we named Miracle because I was very sick and gangrene set in, but I was healed. I told him about the doll, too, and he couldn't believe I still had it. Thank you, Dr. Barrett and God to this day!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment