WHY DO BAD THINGS, HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE???

This is a very difficult blog for me to write, but I find that by writing your thoughts down, it can be extremely therapeutic and hopefully will help in the healing process. Whether my faith will ever be restored...well, that's a question I can't answer right now. This is a brief synopsis of what has taken place in one week's time.

My Brother-in-Law Michael, is the kindest, gentlest and most giving man I have ever known. The past 5-6 days....actually, I have lost count, have merged into one total nightmare.

Michael originally went in to the hospital for an out patient biopsy procedure. Upon returning home, he began to run a temp. When the Doctor was called, he stated that this was not unusual and that Michael should feel better in the morning. Well, that didn't happen and when his temp became higher, my sister drove him to the hospital. They were told he had a bacterial infection and would be treated immediately for it and there should be improvement by the next day, so he was admitted. My Sister went to the hospital the following day and I will dispense with all the details, but his heart stopped while she was there. We were informed that he had only been without oxygen for 2 minutes, though it took them 7 minutes to get him back....because he was being given oxygen while performing cpr etc.... They were able to bring him back and the findings were that his brain function was normal as was his heart. He had not suffered a heart attack. The infection they felt, had "jumped stopped" his heart. The Doctors stated they had never seen such an agressive infection, so they decided to place Michael in a medical coma to have his body be at complete rest, in an attempt to slow down the infection, as they continued treatment. After further testing, the Doctor told my Sister, that there were signs of some neurological damage, but the extent would not be known until they brought him out of the medical coma. Approximately after 1-2 days ,(one day seems to mesh into another)... they began the process of taking him out of the medical coma. Once completed, the Doctors did some testing, only to find that now it appeared through an EEG, that there was now only minimal brain activity(reflex only) and that Michael was not reacting to any stimuli at all, nor was he congnizant. The Doctor at the time, felt there was no hope at all of a recovery. He was placed on a ventilator. The next day, my Sister came to the hospital to ponder the terrible decision of how long to wait, possibly for a miracle.....or if a decision should be made. The Doctors asked her to hold off on making any decision for a few more days... They felt the first Doctor was being premature and they were going to pull out all the stops in attempting to help Michael, though they stated they did not want to provide any false hope. They were extremely puzzled as to why Michael would not come out of the medical coma. They could not come up with a medical reason....why this wasn't happening. The Doctor also informed my Sister, that it was determined that Michael had E-Coli......a form of E-Coli that could only have come from the hospital. This was the bacteria he had been fighting.

My Sister was given 2 options as to what she could do...if Michael continued to stay in the coma and she knew that within a short period of time, she would have to make 1 decision. Well, that decision was taken out of her hands in the wee hours of this morning. Michael suffered an embolism and whatever minimal amount of brain function he had.....ceased to no longer be there. The ventilator was removed and he was moved to a medical room (comfort and care), until his time comes. My Sister is by his side for the duration.

Family and friends have all been on pins and needles and in a state of non belief. We are all naturally.......totally devastated. From a biopsy to where wer are right now. The question I keep asking myself over and over again is........ why?

I can now only wait for a phone call...........
a phone call, I wish I would never have to receive