I had been warned that there would be ups and
downs in Kechi's recovery process. I just needed to stay strong. “Dear Lord”, I prayed, “Please infuse me with Your
joy. Joy belongs to You and Your joy is my strength. Amen.”
During the afternoon visit later that day, Kechi
again reacted to the sound of my voice. She tried to open her eyes and started
to move her lips. I could sense her frustration and tried to calm her down.
Eventually, the nurse had to give her the muscle relaxant and she calmed down.
I sang to her again as always before leaving.
Pat's friend, Noni, visited when I was in the
waiting room and assured me that she and the rest of her church were praying for
Kechi and she promised to visit again soon.
There was a certain calmness I felt about Kechi's
condition that day.
It was very reassuring to me that she recognized my voice, although she got
agitated.
When I spoke to Ulo later, she said I should reassure Kechi that even
when she did not hear my voice, she should know that I was nearby, ready to be
with her the second visiting time came around. She also suggested I should tell
Kechi the visiting times and start each visit by telling her, “It's 4pm and I'm
here”. That way, Kechi would know that sometimes I was in the room with her and
at other times, I was nearby. This made a lot of sense to me and I adopted it
from the very next visit...
To Be Continued...
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