[CS-FSLUG] Prayer request

[Eduardo Sanchez]

This is pasted from my blog with some minor editing.
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On Wednesday morning, sometime after my wife and I finished dinner (we 
dine late at night, 9pm being a good time for that) and we were 
preparing for crash the bed after a stressful day’s work, we got a 
phone call. It was my sister-in-law, and it was meant for my wife.

My father in law had apparently suffered a minor stroke. They called an 
ambulance which was due to arrive at the house anytime soon. Of course 
this caused my wife to go ballistic; she understandably wanted to be 
right there with her beloved dad. I had to instill some sense in her, 
telling her that she was in medical care with a particularly strong 
variety of flu, and her presence would do her dad more harm than good 
right now.

The ambulance took my dad to the Institute of Social Security hospital 
(IPS, after its Spanish name). He couldn’t afford a private hospital. 
He was admitted into Emergency Room at around 11pm that Wednesday, so 
you think that took care of it, right? Wrong!

My father in law was left in E.R. for hours. He was given oxygen and 
nothing else. Meanwhile, the whole family was frantically trying to get 
him inspected by a specialist who could determine his condition and to 
which sector of the hospital he should go. Meanwhile, his dossier was 
misplaced and almost lost; his diagnosis was lost; his tests were lost. 
An order to move him up to regular hospital care came two times, and 
two times the hospital beds were took by other folks. Another order was 
issued, to take him to Cardiology, but the E.R. droids were raising a 
stink because the doctor who signed the order was not a cardiologist. 
It was 6pm Thursday, and my father in law was still stranded in E.R., 
without receiving anything that remotely resembled proper care.

My wife was desperate. She went into the hospital to see what she could 
do, despite her health. She called me and asked me for help. After 
praying, I got an idea. I called a doctor, which is the new medical 
director of the Baptist Medical Center. He also happens to be member of 
our church and my student in Sunday School. Well, I called him and 
asked him if he please would call one of his colleagues working at the 
IPS Hospital, asking him or her to take some interest in my father in 
law’s ordeal?

It turned out that one of this doctor's buddies back in medical school 
was the very Medical Director of the IPS Hospital. After some calls, 
this doctor called me telling me that the IPS Medical Director was 
looking into the matter, and he would see that my father in law 
receives proper care. Soon after that, my wife told me that he was 
being moved into the intensive care and coronary unit.

My wife came back home in dire need of some serious rest. I bought a 
junk-food dinner, we ate, and after hugging her, we crashed the bed. 
She really slept like a stone ;).

Please keep praying for my father in law’s health, and my wife’s too. 

Blessings,

Eduardo
-- 
Prof. Eduardo Sanchez
Asuncion, Paraguay, South America
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 Said one--"Folks of a surly Tapster tell,
 And daub his Visage with the Smoke of Hell;
   They talk of some strict Testing of us--Pish!
 He's a Good Fellow, and 'twill all be well."

	-- The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
	   

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