CONSTERNATION AND INTUBATION
My nephew is a pediatrician in his residency at a children’s hospital in a faraway state. He has a droll sense of humor. He reports that, night before last, the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit babies were in a terrible hubbub all night long.
A diehard Nebraska football fan, he wrote, “I attribute this to the fact that I turned on the Orange Bowl in the Unit, and they were all appalled to the point of intubation at Oklahoma's impotence.”
It was indeed breathtakingly embarrassing. Oklahoma looked so bad that it made Nebraska look even worse for finishing so far down in the Big 12. Next season may not be a lot better, either. Maybe we all should be intubated to get through it.
There might be a lot of tangles and traffic jams next year, as 78,000 fans try to make it to their seats in time for kickoff, trailing long tubes and oxygen tanks . . . or maybe there’ll be “recipe” flowing down those tubes, to kill the pain if next season’s like this last one.
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Prayer request: Father, we lift up our friend’s brother-in-law Jim, who got a nail in his eye and has had two surgeries. Now he is in tons of pain, to the point of crying in front of his wife, which is a drastic change. In the midst of this, they live in Kansas City and are battling ice storms and power outages. Lord, send Your angels to grant relief from the pain. Protect him from infection, and let him know You are with him through this trial. (Psalm 55:16,17)
Thursday, January 06, 2005
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