Hi Phil,

Oh, this is so sad. I have tears in my eyes, as I'm writing this.

This is so hard for the children to see. Seizures are so scarey. I 
know, I had one once when I was seven years old.

Vicki Skramovsky took me to the Infirmary, too. She doesn't remember 
that, but I sure do.

I also have witnessed several seizures in my life and they are 
scarey, and they still haunt me, sometimes.

Yesterday as I was getting stuff out of the upright freezer, 
something fell on my head. It really scared me, but I didn't see stars. lol.

I'm praying for those loving ones and for Everett, and for you and Sandy.

I wonder if 3 hours is really long enough to do all the tests they 
need to determine what caused the seizure. Even that word scares me.

I'm praying right now.


Thanks much.

Many Blessings,

Pat Ferguson
"I can Do all Things Through Christ Who Strengthens Me" Philippians 4:13.

At 11:36 PM 9/12/2015, you wrote:
>My two younger grandsons were going to stay with me so they wouldn't 
>be in the way.  I have no idea whose idea that was but I thought 
>they should be with their dad.  So, Ryan and Cooper, ages 9 and 5, 
>came into my office and my daughters son, 16, whose
>name is Taylor, brought them over and they all explained what they 
>saw. Taylor ran back to the house and Ryan said, hear the ambulance 
>siren Grandpa?  I heard it a couple of seconds later but I told him 
>the fire department would likely come first because they had medical 
>helpers that would be helping his dad before the ambulance could 
>arrive.  That is exactly what happened.  I told the boys, since I 
>felt bad they were made to come to grandpa's house because they 
>would be in the way if they staid, to open the door so they could 
>see the firetruck and ambulance.  Then I told them, as they watched 
>the men getting out, to go out and stand in front of my office so 
>they could see.  I went out with them but by then, the first 
>responders were in my son's house.  We came back into my office and 
>then Ryan said, Grandpa, can you die from having a seizure?  I 
>almost started crying.  I explained by saying, Ryan, you can die 
>from anything.  I said, even a broken leg can make a person die.  It 
>can get infected, if not taken care of properly, but I said, Your 
>dad is not going to die.  He asked, What will they do for dad in the 
>hospital.  I explained, in basic terms, what they would do for him 
>and they would probably give him medication to help him feel better 
>but, I said, he won't die.  I don't know if Vicki, here on the list 
>remembers, but the night she called and said her husband, John, was 
>back in the hospital and they were going to rush him into open heart 
>surgery right away, the Lord told me, John isn't going to die 
>yet.  I climbed out of bed about 1 in the morning and rushed up just 
>as they were wheeling John out to the surgical room.  I stayed with 
>Vicki, and John's sister who came up, until 9 o'clock that 
>morning.  I had been asleep for about an hour and I never got sleepy 
>all night.  I was sitting in an empty waiting room next to Vicki the 
>whole night and occasionally Vicki would say something like, I sure 
>never dreamed I'd be planning a funeral tomorrow.  I always said the 
>same thing, John isn't going to die, Vicki.  You see, it is what 
>Jesus said to me so I just repeated his words; John isn't going to 
>die yet.  What was I thinking and feeling you might ask?  I was 
>hearing the same things Vicki was hearing, he is going to die, he 
>isn't going to make it, how am I going to handle the funeral 
>arrangements, and more.  Each time I heard such things, on the other 
>hand, I said, John isn't going to die yet.  Vicki couldn't do it by 
>herself because circumstances out of her control were pounding her 
>into the ground.  As an intercessor, I could speak in her 
>behalf.  Besides, Vicki is an intercessor, too, and I knew, just 
>like today, when she called and said I'm praying for you guys, I 
>knew she not only would indeed pray for all of us but I took great 
>pleasure in knowing she is an intercessor and knows how to pray for 
>others in need.  In fact, the Lord reminded me of exactly that when 
>I heard her audio recording come in to my iPhone.  In this case 
>today, on the other hand, I heard no such assurance from the Lord. 
>Believe me, as I waited at home for two hours to hear from Sandy, I 
>prayed fluently and aggressively and strained to hear the 
>confirmation, your son won't die, but it never came.  So what did I 
>do?  I spoke what God said to the children of Israel in Deuteronomy, 
>speak life and not death.  I have told you all of this to also ask 
>you to pray for the four boys whose dad had a seizure today in front 
>of them and had to watch as their father was carried out to an 
>ambulance.  Tony, Elijah, Ryan, and Cooper.  Things of this nature, 
>if used by the Enemy, can have life time ramifications and unholy 
>effect on people and that is something, as long as I am alive, won't 
>be the spiritual heritage of my grandchildren.  Just mention their 
>names when this comes to your mind; Jesus knows the rest.
>
>Phil.