I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in Him will I trust.
Psalm 91:2
Here is a praise report…
Psalm 91:2
Here is a praise report…
On July 2nd I was summoned to the prison's Infirmary to take the standard nasal swab test for COVID-19. The sample was then sent to an outside medical laboratory for analysis. The results came on July 7th. "Negative!"
Considering the way the Corona virus has been traveling throughout the facility, I am blessed knowing that this demon of sickness and suffering has passed me by. Just last week five men who live in the same cell block as me all had to be placed in quarantine. Two of them were visibly sick. One of them was immediately shipped out to another location. While the second man, whom I saw that morning shortly before he was sent to the Infirmary, looked awful. His forehead was sweaty, and his face was flushed. I asked how he was feeling. He said, "Okay." I knew he wasn't.
As I understand it, the man with the sweaty forehead, when he showed up at his work assignment, was told by the officer in charge of the area, that he needed to go to the infirmary. He went reluctantly, all the while insisting he was fine. But when he arrived at the medical unit and the nurses on duty took one look at him, he was promptly admitted. I haven't seen him since.
D. B.
Considering the way the Corona virus has been traveling throughout the facility, I am blessed knowing that this demon of sickness and suffering has passed me by. Just last week five men who live in the same cell block as me all had to be placed in quarantine. Two of them were visibly sick. One of them was immediately shipped out to another location. While the second man, whom I saw that morning shortly before he was sent to the Infirmary, looked awful. His forehead was sweaty, and his face was flushed. I asked how he was feeling. He said, "Okay." I knew he wasn't.
As I understand it, the man with the sweaty forehead, when he showed up at his work assignment, was told by the officer in charge of the area, that he needed to go to the infirmary. He went reluctantly, all the while insisting he was fine. But when he arrived at the medical unit and the nurses on duty took one look at him, he was promptly admitted. I haven't seen him since.
D. B.
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