My little children, I am writing this to you so that you may not sin; but if any one does sin, we have an advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous; and he is the expiation for our sins, and not for ours only but also for the sins of the whole world.
-1 John 2
In the past two weeks Fritzi has had her first real health concerns in nearly two years. At 93 years old, she is doing pretty well! Two weeks ago tonight she had a mild heart attack along with her Afib which is causing her heart to race and for her to be short of breath. She also had double
pneumonia and began to aspirate her food meaning some of what she eats is going into her lungs. Long story short she has a hard road ahead of her. This past week Fritzi sprained her wrist badly and then also had a very emotionally upsetting experience at rehab. She has been through the ringer and recovery will be a hard fight, but she is still ready to fight!
Over this time and through the sleepless days I have seen what it means to be an advocate. This is really the first time since becoming her POA where I have had to advocate for her physical, emotional, and spiritual health on nearly a daily basis. I am eternally grateful for the amazing nurses and aides at Lewis Gale and Warm Hearth whom I know and can trust with her care. But there are still so many decisions to be made and so much to keep in order, there is simply no way she could be doing all this for herself at 93! I am also so thankful for her home care aides who have stepped up and helped pitch in however possible... these people are angels in my life.
I don`t write this to vent about how emotionally and physically draining the past few weeks have been but rather to share this incredible picture worthy of awe in what it means to be an advocate. I have heard many times in my life that Jesus Christ is my advocate and known of scripture that calls him just that. But I had yet to see a clear picture of what that means in my life.
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