This Christmas, I count my blessings in a special way. After close to four months on being at the hospice, my husband is finally home with us. There are no Christmas gifts purchased, as he is our special Christmas gift.
After several months of a nurse practitioner and Bayshore nursing care, it was decided to enter the hospice. Since his condition deteriorated, he'd have the best care, and a bed was available in July.
My daughters helped pack his suitcases and we drove him there. It was a sad and emotional day, as we never though he was coming home.
From that day on, I visited regularly and slept with the phone by my bed, my clothes ready to go at a moment's notice.
After two days in a coma, the parish priest called. I prayed not to take him, as we all needed him so much.
To make a long story short, after three and a half months of being bed ridden, he awoke one morning from a coma and climbed out of bed to the wheelchair. The rest is history and a miracle.
He has been home for three weeks under supervised care. Thanks to everyone who prayed and lit vigil candle lights.
Yollande Demers
Sudbury