Husband's last camping trip

Husband's last camping trip

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

The Angels, Jesus or Mom?

As I crawled into bed last night, I said a simple prayer.  "Please, God, let him sleep all night.  Please."

My prayers were answered.

He slept soundly until 4:40 AM.  Woke up, tried to get out of bed when I told him, "No, lie back down, it's too early to get up."  He asked me the time, I told him.  Then, he said, "How do you know the time?"  I said, "By the clock."  He doesn't know what a clock is, he said.  I gave a brief description on what a clock is and he said, "Wow, you really are smart."

It's now 7 AM and he's still sleeping.

Yesterday was spent in a stupor.  He is not aware of his surroundings at all.  He is not familiar with any of the normal day to day things, sounds, operation of appliances, toilets, opening doors or TV's.

None of it.

He reminds me of a person coming from the jungle, seeing for the first time how the Western World lives.  How he is amazed at how our toilet flushes.  He thinks I put the toilet in for him.   He thinks I built this apartment for him.  How his mind works now or doesn't work, is something to witness.

He sat in the living room with me last night.  Never said a word.  Just sat in his usual stupor.  I was watching him.  Eyes rolling in the back of his head,  glancing at the TV, looking around as if seeing everything for the first time.  He would occasionally smile at the thin air, nod his head, mumble something and glance away.  He's talking to someone.

He looked down the hall, towards the bedroom, looked back at me and said, "OK, they are done in there.  Can you put me to bed now?"  Who's' done?  Of course, I didn't ask.

After he had gone to sleep, I too looked at the space in the living room where he had been looking at and talking to.  I stared at it for a long time.

Are you Angels, coming for him?  Is this Jesus, urging him to go with Him?  Are you his mom, communicating from the other side, wanting him to join you?

Who knows.  But, I am comforted by the fact that he smiles at this space, this nothing but thin air. 

If it's the Angels, or Jesus, or, his mother,  please come again.  He's somehow comforted by whatever he sees.

One day, soon, "they" may come back.  Only this time, "they" will take husband with them. 


1 comment:

  1. I hope he sees, and is comforted by all three! I am thankful with you that he seems to have a sense of peace by his "visitors". I don't doubt the strength of God and his angels to watch over His child/your husband.