Pat,

He goes to see a neuropathy
doctor on Friday.  Until they know more, he cannot drive and when you have 
four kids to pick up at different times each day, and a business to run, not 
being able to drive is discouraging to say the least.

Phil.


----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Pat Ferguson" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Monday, September 14, 2015 8:31 AM
Subject: Re: By the way


> 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.
>