A close friend of mine from Nottingham has become extremely ill recently. He is currently in hospital, and may well be there for another 6 months. He is likely to make a full recovery, however there is no guarantee of that. In fact I received an e-mail today saying that he had to be resuscitated, which certainly isn’t a good thing.
Hopefully I will be visiting him on Sunday afternoon. This prospect is a little frightening. The last person I visited in a hospital was my Dad. It was quite a few years ago, and due to a terminal illness he has called Crohns disease (terminal means permanent, not life threatening by the way). I was quite young at the time and I don’t remember it being a particularly sad occasion, but that was mostly because he was in recovery at the time. Now that I’m a little older and I look back on the experience it’s quite upsetting, and I’m not sure I want to go through it again.
If anyone would like to pray for this, and I know it would be appreciated if you do, his name is Austin, and he has something called Guilluame-Barre syndrome.