The kids and I drove to Jackson, MS last night. It was a long day! I didn’t get out of Hurst until 12:15 p.m. and Ella was not happy about being in the car, so I had to make several stops.
Glenda and her family were at a soccer tournament in Jackson this weekend and I am so thankful that God’s hand is in absolutely everything. When Glenda knew that I was going to make it to Jackson, she booked the hotel room across the hall from her room. There is no way that I could have made it to Birmingham safely. We pulled in at 10:00 p.m. and Glenda met me at the front of the hotel to help get the kids and luggage inside. God is so good. We had a nice breakfast with Glenda’s family and they helped me load the car and we headed to Birmingham.
The doctors think that Poppo has suffered another heart attack. They would like to perform a heart cath, but Poppo’s kidneys aren’t doing great. The doctors think the risk of pushing Poppo into complete kidney failure outweigh the benefit of the heart cath, so for now we wait and pray for healing.
The nurses let Aleck and Ella briefly visit Poppo. I love the way his eyes lit up when they walked in the room. Poppo loves his grandkids.
Poppo is in Shelby Medical Center in Alabaster. Teena and Danny, old friends that I met when I first moved to Birmingham, live just a few miles from the hospital. We haven’t seen each other since Aleck was a baby, but when I called them, they graciously opened their home to my family. Our kids played so well together and it was so nice to catch up with Danny and Teena. Even though the circumstances that brought us to Birmingham are not good, I am thankful for renewed friendships.