We’re sitting in the hospital, waiting to see the neurologist. I think Mexico time might be kicking in… So, experiences of Mexico non-CCSVI related…. Last night after we got back to our room at 9pm, we realized we still hadn’t seen the ocean. We could hear it roaring and crashing and so went for a little walk down to the water. It was pitch black and we really couldn’t see much but the white when the waves would crash. But the sound was unbelievable. Mom and Dad sang “How Great Thou Art”, while I hummed and scanned for kidnappers (I’m being careful Chris.) After seeing them again this morning, we are pretty sure they are 9ft waves. No one swims in it because the undertow is so great – but boy are they beautiful. Mom and I walked down again this morning and went just far enough for a wave to skim our feet. Well, apparently the tide was coming in, because the next wave came rushing in and crashed up to our thighs! Our skirts were sopping wet! So, we backed up a few feet and the next wave came in even farther and crashed up at our thighs again. Pretty fun…
The other neat thing is that right outside of the hospital is the main street through town. The whole left hand lane is shut down with bicyclists. When we asked the fellow at the desk what was happening, he said that every Sunday they shut down one lane of the whole road for people to ride their bikes for exercise. It is the neatest thing to watch. Tons of local families riding their bikes up and down the street. Very nice entertainment and something I think Canada should consider!
Well, we sit and wait. Dad just quoted Romans 8:24-25. “But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently (in Mexico).” Emphasis mine. Perfect verse for today.
Lovella 8:57 pm on August 7, 2010 Permalink
I hope you can sleep tonight. . Does Gerry stay at the clinic overnight?
Hugs
Lorie 9:21 pm on August 7, 2010 Permalink
Good Night you three, sleep tight. We will all be praying for Gerry’s procedure and the steady hands of the Cardiologist. We love you.
God Bless,
love Lorie