I am not much for asking for help from others, having an independent streak in me a mile wide, but this is one of those moments where I have no other choice but to swallow my pride.
Pictured on your left is my infant niece Elena in a recent picture with my 93-year-old grandfather. Elena was diagnosed with tetralogy of Fallot at birth, and she currently just came out of open heart surgery. Unfortunately, after a few episodes needing CPR last night, the doctors stopped Elena's heart from functioning altogether and placed her on a bypass machine. Elena's uncontrollable blood pressure was in danger of causing the rest of her organs to shut down.
The current goal is to reduce swelling and the tremendous amount of body fluid that they believe may be causing too much resistance in her blood flow. When that has been accomplished, Elena's heart will once again be started.
Anyways, this is one of those moments where prayers sure cannot hurt. Of course, given the ne'er-do-wells and malcontents who visit this blog, God might have a good chuckle at the sudden influx of supplications from this bunch, but He always listens, right?
So if you are the praying type, keep this baby in your prayers today.