Laughter Explodes from Room 10

I am sitting in the room with my brother as I type this. The atmosphere is clean and quiet besides the hum of the bed when it moves or the machine sitting outside his window. My brother is trying to sleep now but the IV in his arm is bothering him. He has been a little irritated today with his exercises and his procedures he is a little worn out.

Today he had a vision test and a cat scan along with a very strenuous exercise regimen. He was irritated because he was hungry and couldn’t eat until after his cat scan. Now, he is lying still, trying not to pay attention to the IV that is bothering. Every few minutes he yells out that his arm or back is hurting. At 8pm his nurse came and gave him some Tylenol medicine for his pain… hopefully that will kick in. His sister LaDonna just left and he asked about her. Now, his only visitors are myself, my mom and my Dad. We are assuring Robert that his pain meds will kick in and he will go to sleep.

Twenty minutes has passed and Rob speaks, “Sis, I can’t sleep”. I tell him, just relax and close your eyes and you will fall off to sleep. If you can’t sleep just know that I am right beside you and you can talk to me until you fall asleep. He says, “There aint that much talking to do, what am I going to talk about”. I tell him, talk about you not being able to sleep. So he says, “Ok, Sis I can’t sleep”. My Dad cracks up laughing and so does Rob. Thus begins the comedy session.

It is now ten minutes till 11. Robert has been having my Mother, my Father and I laughing… He has been talking about my Mothers singing, my fathers feet and even asked if I was intoxicated from singing old songs and hand games like, Miss Mary Mack and Lullaby and Goodnight… He asked me to sing him a lullaby and I tried but I am not a singer.

The nurse has come in and given him more medicine, Tylenol with Codine and a blood thinner to prevent blood clots. He asked us to call his Aunt Marilyn to sing him a lullaby because we weren’t doing it right. He said, “Aunt Marilyn can sing, she can make anything sound good.” And she did, he closed his eyes immediately and relaxed and gave her accolades for her melodious voice. After getting his desired lullaby he talked about his Dad’s feet again and made us laugh once more. Now, he is knocked out sleep right along with his mother on his left who is wrapped in hospital blankets lying in a recliner chair and his father to his right sleeping in the chair. As for me, I am sitting across from them all, taking in this sight. I am admiring my brother’s appearance, gladly noticing how much he looks like himself. He is resting peacefully. He looks peaceful and he went to sleep feeling peaceful.

I am glad that God granted me another chance to see this moment. He granted me another chance to laugh with him and talk with him and love him while he can still receive it. I am just glad and I know everyone is by seeing how great God has been to him and this family. Thank You…