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• Our Journey Through the Valley (28)

  2 July, 2013

  When the two ambulance officers walked through our front door last Saturday, they took one look at me (Mike) and they said just two words, "morphine" and "hospital". The general opinion of those who know me seemed to be summarised by a third word, "stress".

  There has been a fair level of stress in recent weeks. Given Bev's diagnosis of MND, the death of her/our brother-in-law, my conducting the funeral, what seems like innumerable doctors' appointments, registering and attending clinics........ it's a long list folks!!

  Apparently, on Saturday night, things must have snapped and I was levelled to the floor with savage, shooting pains up the back of my neck. Nothing gave me any relief. Even the morphine did little more than dull the pain and that took long enough.

  My wife (Bev) and my daughter (Karen) were wonderful in their care of me. Bev now manages with a walker but that did not stop her as she and Karen followed the ambulance to the hospital. The medical staff eventually brought things under control sufficiently for us to go home. Having arrived back home at 3.00am (and deposited my evening meal on the garden), we all slept the sleep of the exhausted.

  I report this because we now recognise that this is another dimension of our journey through the valley. Obviously, there is an emotional dimension to this journey that is like an iceberg - 4/5ths of it is below the surface.  Maybe you would pray for us along those lines??  Thanks.