Here is our story….Psalms 9:12 For he who avenges murder cares for the helpless. He does not ignore the cries of those who sufferMy mother was admitted into the hospital on the evening of September 5th at 9pm. My mother was able to walk, talk, eat, etc. By mid-Monday, she was unable to do any of those things, she was confined to a bed and diagnosed with the big “C” and pneumonia. Immediate fear, panic and a flood of emotions takes over me.Like any “real or good” conspiracy theorist (insert eye roll) I had heard the stories about people going into hospitals for medical help and not leaving the way they envisioned. Alive. I never paid too much attention to this honestly, I thought it was awful, I hoped it wasn’t true and I moved on. Like many things in life, if it doesn’t pertain to us directly, we skim over it.