A daughter-in-law wrote to ask if everything was all right. She’d noticed my absence on Facebook. A friend also queried. Everything was very all right.
Saturday we received two American visitors from a supporting church. All our time was devoted to them, until they left yesterday for Peru, to teach there. This congregation began supporting us last December, so our conversations were very helpful to fill in a lot of blanks about their work and how we fit in.
Before they arrived, however, early Saturday morning, around 4:30, I rushed The Missus to the hospital with tachycardia. They couldn’t find her blood pressure, it was so low, and when they did it was 80/40. They got her stable with nitro, oxygen, and I know not what other measures. By the afternoon, she was released and accompanied us to the BBQ in Taubaté.
While she was wired and tubed, I went to the São Paulo airport, about an hour away, to pick up our guests. I’d asked a friend to stay with her while I was gone. I scooped them up, dropped them at our house, where Leila and a friend of hers from São Paulo were, then returned to the hospital to sit with Vicki. After her release, we drove to Taubaté and enjoyed the BBQ, but I kept an eye on her. She didn’t have to do anything there except eat.
I was almost entirely absent from the Internet from Saturday through yesterday, when we all had lunch with friends in São Paulo and then dropped our distinguished visitors off at the airport. They went on to Peru to teach in a program there, and we returned home to a quiet house, all the more so since Leila stayed in São Paulo to visit a friend for a few days.
Now to catch up on a bit of work and prepare for our monthly advanced Bible study on Saturday.