The Second Visit

I visited my English Superior on Tuesday, a few minutes before the visiting hour was up.

To my pleasant surprise, she looked so much better than when I first visited her.

Her bruise on the eye was gone. Her lips were normal. She was in a deep sleep, 'resting', the doctor said.

She looked like any other normal person sleeping, at night, minus the tubes in her mouth and nose.

She had a piece of paper towel under her right chin, but she was not dripping any saliva.

I went there, all powered up to say a prayer for her. But when I saw her, I lost the courage to pray for a moment. I was afraid that she was actually conscious but was sleeping. I didn't want her to hear me praying and wake up to tell me that it was not appropriate for me to say a Christian prayer for her. I was worried that I might wake her up from her rest. She needs all the rest that she can get now. I also didn't want her to see me at her bedside, to be in the knowledge that she was in such a state now.

Then I decided to walk to her bedside, and prayed for healing and recovery to come.

After the prayer, I looked at her. She appeared to be in a peaceful sleep. Occasionally, she stirred, like any other normal human beings.

I thought it a positive sign that she was looking so normal now. I heard from a colleague that she had 4 operations to date. The poor girl!

For the perfectionist and strong girl that she always has been, I almost could imagine her getting down the bed and walking normally after she woke up from her deep sleep.

I hope that happens soon. For some reason, I feel that she will recover well, and faster than an average person would. Perhaps it's her strong character when she was well and about. God, let it happen, soon!