Needing prayers.

[508mikey]

will need surgery....4k.......that's after 1-2k for emergency visit, imaging, consult etc. I may be holding a raffle.

Pet insurance is becoming a booming business

 

[GordonC]

Please pray for my mom and our family. Today while I was at school, she fell. The nurses say she broke her hip. She is 89. Dad has been in the ground less than three weeks, and she is very discouraged.
We haven't heard a report from the doctor yet.

 

[PB&J]

Please pray for my mom and our family. Today while I was at school, she fell. The nurses say she broke her hip. She is 89. Dad has been in the ground less than three weeks, and she is very discouraged.
We haven't heard a report from the doctor yet.

You got them!

 

[508mikey]

Please pray for my mom and our family. Today while I was at school, she fell. The nurses say she broke her hip. She is 89. Dad has been in the ground less than three weeks, and she is very discouraged.
We haven't heard a report from the doctor yet.

Does she live alone or at a rest home ?

 

[Tin Man]

 

[GordonC]

Does she live alone or at a rest home ?

Alone

 

[vollygirl]

Please pray for my mom and our family. Today while I was at school, she fell. The nurses say she broke her hip. She is 89. Dad has been in the ground less than three weeks, and she is very discouraged.
We haven't heard a report from the doctor yet.

Praying G. I am so sorry.

 

[malinoisvol]

Please pray for my mom and our family. Today while I was at school, she fell. The nurses say she broke her hip. She is 89. Dad has been in the ground less than three weeks, and she is very discouraged.
We haven't heard a report from the doctor yet.

That is rough. Prayers up for mom!

 

[joevol33]

Please pray for my mom and our family. Today while I was at school, she fell. The nurses say she broke her hip. She is 89. Dad has been in the ground less than three weeks, and she is very discouraged.
We haven't heard a report from the doctor yet.

Praying for her man

 

[GordonC]

the surgeon is optimistic....only one break (nothing else)....of course she's 89....they're going to do her surgery at 7:30 am....they were moving her from the ER into a regular room, and I decided to come on home to try to get to bed early....

thanks so much for the prayers, folks

the Zone is a special place

 

[vollygirl]

the surgeon is optimistic....only one break (nothing else)....of course she's 89....they're going to do her surgery at 7:30 am....they were moving her from the ER into a regular room, and I decided to come on home to try to get to bed early....

thanks so much for the prayers, folks

the Zone is a special place

Hoping you got some rest, and praying the surgery goes well.

 

[GordonC]

Mom's surgery went very well. She will begin walking again tomorrow.
Thank you for the prayers and please keep her (and us) there.
Thanks, Zoners

 

[theFallGuy]

Mom's surgery went very well. She will begin walking again tomorrow.
Thank you for the prayers and please keep her (and us) there.
Thanks, Zoners

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[Vjcvette]

Could use a few prayers today. Have a appointment with kidney DR and my dad has a visit for a breathing test. He's failed his last few.

Praying

 

[Vjcvette]

Please pray for my mom and our family. Today while I was at school, she fell. The nurses say she broke her hip. She is 89. Dad has been in the ground less than three weeks, and she is very discouraged.
We haven't heard a report from the doctor yet.

Prayers for your Mother

 

[Ritzwatch]

@Ritzwatch
Update please

Thanks for asking.

After nearly three weeks in a coma, my boy woke up. A month later, bedspace came open at Shepherd Center in ATL to treat him.

He was in the Disorders of Consciousness (DOC) program until middle of last week. (DOC is where the patient cannot demonstrate, verbally or by object, comprehension of verbal instructions in order to progress to rehab. Rehab requires at least some understanding of what one is being asked to do, and a way to communicate that understanding, so the therapist can gauge progress.)

Once out of DOC, a whole new range of therapies are available. Of course, the most beneficial was 4 of my boy's buddies driving 6 hours to come see him this past weekend. That got his juices flowing. Yesterday, he had his best day yet. He worked incredibly hard at rehab and I saw things that brought me such joy.

We have a looooonnnnnngggggggg way to go. The boy is non-communicative, and he has no meaningful, purposeful movement on his right side. He has a flat affect (no visible emotion). All this makes it really hard to know what is going on in his brain. In the last few days, he has started nodding "yes" to certain questions, but it is intermittent and not always appropriate, so we are sorting out how effective that may be.

His leg is still healing up from where it was severed from his body. I still can't believe they saved that leg. The fact that the wounds are still open 10 weeks later tells all you need to know about that. It takes awhile for everything to knit back together from the inside out.

Mrs. Ritzwatch and I have been alternating time with him as our work schedules allow. We occasionally get to intersect for an evening or two here in Atlanta, or for a lunch in Greenville, SC, as we pass in our travels. We try to take care of ourselves, staying at apartments down the block instead of in his room, going to dinner once a week or so, even taking in an Atlanta futbol club match at Mercedes Benz. We may try to snag some TN/Cuse tickets if the prices become reasonable enough.

We are blessed. My boy died in my arms, was brought back to us, and has experienced miraculous healing already. We continue to be expectant for more. Paul's words about our "earthen vessels," our "jars of clay," from 2 Cor. 4 have become more and more real to us, as well as the assurance of the One who is able to do more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think... as promised in Eph. 3:20.

Again, thank you for checking in; I appreciate it!

RW

 

[malinoisvol]

Thanks for asking.

After nearly three weeks in a coma, my boy woke up. A month later, bedspace came open at Shepherd Center in ATL to treat him.

He was in the Disorders of Consciousness (DOC) program until middle of last week. (DOC is where the patient cannot demonstrate, verbally or by object, comprehension of verbal instructions in order to progress to rehab. Rehab requires at least some understanding of what one is being asked to do, and a way to communicate that understanding, so the therapist can gauge progress.)

Once out of DOC, a whole new range of therapies are available. Of course, the most beneficial was 4 of my boy's buddies driving 6 hours to come see him this past weekend. That got his juices flowing. Yesterday, he had his best day yet. He worked incredibly hard at rehab and I saw things that brought me such joy.

We have a looooonnnnnngggggggg way to go. The boy is non-communicative, and he has no meaningful, purposeful movement on his right side. He has a flat affect (no visible emotion). All this makes it really hard to know what is going on in his brain. In the last few days, he has started nodding "yes" to certain questions, but it is intermittent and not always appropriate, so we are sorting out how effective that may be.

His leg is still healing up from where it was severed from his body. I still can't believe they saved that leg. The fact that the wounds are still open 10 weeks later tells all you need to know about that. It takes awhile for everything to knit back together from the inside out.

Mrs. Ritzwatch and I have been alternating time with him as our work schedules allow. We occasionally get to intersect for an evening or two here in Atlanta, or for a lunch in Greenville, SC, as we pass in our travels. We try to take care of ourselves, staying at apartments down the block instead of in his room, going to dinner once a week or so, even taking in an Atlanta futbol club match at Mercedes Benz. We may try to snag some TN/Cuse tickets if the prices become reasonable enough.

We are blessed. My boy died in my arms, was brought back to us, and has experienced miraculous healing already. We continue to be expectant for more. Paul's words about our "earthen vessels," our "jars of clay," from 2 Cor. 4 have become more and more real to us, as well as the assurance of the One who is able to do more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think... as promised in Eph. 3:20.

Again, thank you for checking in; I appreciate it!

RW

Continued prayers.

 

[vollygirl]

Thanks for asking.

After nearly three weeks in a coma, my boy woke up. A month later, bedspace came open at Shepherd Center in ATL to treat him.

He was in the Disorders of Consciousness (DOC) program until middle of last week. (DOC is where the patient cannot demonstrate, verbally or by object, comprehension of verbal instructions in order to progress to rehab. Rehab requires at least some understanding of what one is being asked to do, and a way to communicate that understanding, so the therapist can gauge progress.)

Once out of DOC, a whole new range of therapies are available. Of course, the most beneficial was 4 of my boy's buddies driving 6 hours to come see him this past weekend. That got his juices flowing. Yesterday, he had his best day yet. He worked incredibly hard at rehab and I saw things that brought me such joy.

We have a looooonnnnnngggggggg way to go. The boy is non-communicative, and he has no meaningful, purposeful movement on his right side. He has a flat affect (no visible emotion). All this makes it really hard to know what is going on in his brain. In the last few days, he has started nodding "yes" to certain questions, but it is intermittent and not always appropriate, so we are sorting out how effective that may be.

His leg is still healing up from where it was severed from his body. I still can't believe they saved that leg. The fact that the wounds are still open 10 weeks later tells all you need to know about that. It takes awhile for everything to knit back together from the inside out.

Mrs. Ritzwatch and I have been alternating time with him as our work schedules allow. We occasionally get to intersect for an evening or two here in Atlanta, or for a lunch in Greenville, SC, as we pass in our travels. We try to take care of ourselves, staying at apartments down the block instead of in his room, going to dinner once a week or so, even taking in an Atlanta futbol club match at Mercedes Benz. We may try to snag some TN/Cuse tickets if the prices become reasonable enough.

We are blessed. My boy died in my arms, was brought back to us, and has experienced miraculous healing already. We continue to be expectant for more. Paul's words about our "earthen vessels," our "jars of clay," from 2 Cor. 4 have become more and more real to us, as well as the assurance of the One who is able to do more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think... as promised in Eph. 3:20.

Again, thank you for checking in; I appreciate it!

RW

Your acceptance of the fact you need to take care of yourselves is pretty remarkable. It's a hard thing for many parents to do. I would imagine it's also helping anyone who is able to witness it (other parents, caregivers, etc).

Continuing to pray for your son, and y'all, and everyone providing him care.

 

[joevol33]

Thanks for asking.

After nearly three weeks in a coma, my boy woke up. A month later, bedspace came open at Shepherd Center in ATL to treat him.

He was in the Disorders of Consciousness (DOC) program until middle of last week. (DOC is where the patient cannot demonstrate, verbally or by object, comprehension of verbal instructions in order to progress to rehab. Rehab requires at least some understanding of what one is being asked to do, and a way to communicate that understanding, so the therapist can gauge progress.)

Once out of DOC, a whole new range of therapies are available. Of course, the most beneficial was 4 of my boy's buddies driving 6 hours to come see him this past weekend. That got his juices flowing. Yesterday, he had his best day yet. He worked incredibly hard at rehab and I saw things that brought me such joy.

We have a looooonnnnnngggggggg way to go. The boy is non-communicative, and he has no meaningful, purposeful movement on his right side. He has a flat affect (no visible emotion). All this makes it really hard to know what is going on in his brain. In the last few days, he has started nodding "yes" to certain questions, but it is intermittent and not always appropriate, so we are sorting out how effective that may be.

His leg is still healing up from where it was severed from his body. I still can't believe they saved that leg. The fact that the wounds are still open 10 weeks later tells all you need to know about that. It takes awhile for everything to knit back together from the inside out.

Mrs. Ritzwatch and I have been alternating time with him as our work schedules allow. We occasionally get to intersect for an evening or two here in Atlanta, or for a lunch in Greenville, SC, as we pass in our travels. We try to take care of ourselves, staying at apartments down the block instead of in his room, going to dinner once a week or so, even taking in an Atlanta futbol club match at Mercedes Benz. We may try to snag some TN/Cuse tickets if the prices become reasonable enough.

We are blessed. My boy died in my arms, was brought back to us, and has experienced miraculous healing already. We continue to be expectant for more. Paul's words about our "earthen vessels," our "jars of clay," from 2 Cor. 4 have become more and more real to us, as well as the assurance of the One who is able to do more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think... as promised in Eph. 3:20.

Again, thank you for checking in; I appreciate it!

RW

I'm around 70 miles northeast of Atlanta if there's anything I could ever do to help you. 706-894-6031. We're definitely keeping you all in prayer.

 

[ArdentVol]

the surgeon is optimistic....only one break (nothing else)....of course she's 89....they're going to do her surgery at 7:30 am....they were moving her from the ER into a regular room, and I decided to come on home to try to get to bed early....

thanks so much for the prayers, folks

the Zone is a special place

continued

 

[Vjcvette]

Thanks for asking.

After nearly three weeks in a coma, my boy woke up. A month later, bedspace came open at Shepherd Center in ATL to treat him.

He was in the Disorders of Consciousness (DOC) program until middle of last week. (DOC is where the patient cannot demonstrate, verbally or by object, comprehension of verbal instructions in order to progress to rehab. Rehab requires at least some understanding of what one is being asked to do, and a way to communicate that understanding, so the therapist can gauge progress.)

Once out of DOC, a whole new range of therapies are available. Of course, the most beneficial was 4 of my boy's buddies driving 6 hours to come see him this past weekend. That got his juices flowing. Yesterday, he had his best day yet. He worked incredibly hard at rehab and I saw things that brought me such joy.

We have a looooonnnnnngggggggg way to go. The boy is non-communicative, and he has no meaningful, purposeful movement on his right side. He has a flat affect (no visible emotion). All this makes it really hard to know what is going on in his brain. In the last few days, he has started nodding "yes" to certain questions, but it is intermittent and not always appropriate, so we are sorting out how effective that may be.

His leg is still healing up from where it was severed from his body. I still can't believe they saved that leg. The fact that the wounds are still open 10 weeks later tells all you need to know about that. It takes awhile for everything to knit back together from the inside out.

Mrs. Ritzwatch and I have been alternating time with him as our work schedules allow. We occasionally get to intersect for an evening or two here in Atlanta, or for a lunch in Greenville, SC, as we pass in our travels. We try to take care of ourselves, staying at apartments down the block instead of in his room, going to dinner once a week or so, even taking in an Atlanta futbol club match at Mercedes Benz. We may try to snag some TN/Cuse tickets if the prices become reasonable enough.

We are blessed. My boy died in my arms, was brought back to us, and has experienced miraculous healing already. We continue to be expectant for more. Paul's words about our "earthen vessels," our "jars of clay," from 2 Cor. 4 have become more and more real to us, as well as the assurance of the One who is able to do more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think... as promised in Eph. 3:20.

Again, thank you for checking in; I appreciate it!

RW

Praise the Lord for his healing powers and

 

[theFallGuy]

Prayers for my son. This week he embarks on the final test before earning the title of US Marine. The Crucible is the final test recruits face in boot camp. It’s a 54-hour event designed to push them to their physical, mental, and emotional limits.

Length: 54 hours straight, with only about 4–6 hours of sleep total.

Distance: Recruits march over 40 miles with full gear.

Food: Very limited rations (only a few meals).

Challenges: Team-based problem solving, obstacle courses, combat simulations, and endurance events.

Stress: Fatigue, hunger, and pressure are built in to simulate combat stress and test leadership, teamwork, and resilience.

At the end of the Crucible, recruits complete the “Reaper” hike—a long uphill march with heavy packs. Once they finish, they take part in the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor (EGA) ceremony, where they are officially recognized as United States Marines.

Semper Fi

 

[joevol33]

Prayers for my son. This week he embarks on the final test before earning the title of US Marine. The Crucible is the final test recruits face in boot camp. It’s a 54-hour event designed to push them to their physical, mental, and emotional limits.

Length: 54 hours straight, with only about 4–6 hours of sleep total.

Distance: Recruits march over 40 miles with full gear.

Food: Very limited rations (only a few meals).

Challenges: Team-based problem solving, obstacle courses, combat simulations, and endurance events.

Stress: Fatigue, hunger, and pressure are built in to simulate combat stress and test leadership, teamwork, and resilience.

At the end of the Crucible, recruits complete the “Reaper” hike—a long uphill march with heavy packs. Once they finish, they take part in the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor (EGA) ceremony, where they are officially recognized as United States Marines.

Semper Fi

Praying for him

 

[theFallGuy]

Praying for him

Thanks Joe! I take back everything I said about you!











....jk

 

[508mikey]

Prayers for my son. This week he embarks on the final test before earning the title of US Marine. The Crucible is the final test recruits face in boot camp. It’s a 54-hour event designed to push them to their physical, mental, and emotional limits.

Length: 54 hours straight, with only about 4–6 hours of sleep total.

Distance: Recruits march over 40 miles with full gear.

Food: Very limited rations (only a few meals).

Challenges: Team-based problem solving, obstacle courses, combat simulations, and endurance events.

Stress: Fatigue, hunger, and pressure are built in to simulate combat stress and test leadership, teamwork, and resilience.

At the end of the Crucible, recruits complete the “Reaper” hike—a long uphill march with heavy packs. Once they finish, they take part in the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor (EGA) ceremony, where they are officially recognized as United States Marines.

Semper Fi

soon he will will be singing this -- Good Luck (my dad was a Marine also )