My mother-in-law, Linda, came home from the hospital yesterday. Only 1 in 10 people survive the ordeal she experienced. I won quite a few points with “Mom Rex” throughout this adventure. Here’s how to endear yourself to your mother-in-law during a hospital stay . . .

Mom Rex was in an induced coma for 24 hours. The rest of the family left me alone to sit with her in ICU while they got some coffee. What could happen? After about a half hour of sitting with Linda she began to awaken from her sleep. She was restrained (so that she couldn’t rip out her breathing tube, etc.) Her eyes opened in a bit of a panic and eventually landed on me. She tried to focus and mouthed the words “what happened?” I took both of her hands in mine and said, “I’m getting rid of you.” (Straight out of a Stephen King novel.)

Four days later, Linda had a defibrillator implanted. Once again I was with her when she came out of her twilight state (what’s wrong with this family?). I explained to her that I paid extra for an upgraded defib unit. “What does that mean?” she groggily asked. “I have a button that can fire the electric shock in your chest as I think it’s needed.” She quickly returned to her happy twilight place.

Just before being released Linda said to me, “Greg, you’re a Pastor. When this first happened I saw a bright light. What was that?” (Linda had actually experienced sudden death.) My answer was easy . . . “Fire.”

Okay, so maybe I didn’t say all of those things . . . but they did cross my mind.