"His" mercies are new every morning...and evening!

Thursday evening found us finishing up the remainders of celebrating my 41st birthday, when the night took an unexpected and critical turn. After devouring a fantastic meal that involved shrimp (no we don't usually eat these bottom feeders!), Coy began feeling sick. A few hours later he forcefully expelled his dinner and we were hoping everything would then be okay, but that was only the beginning of what would be a long night. His throat began swelling and we knew he was having an anaphylactic attack. Bruce immediately rushed him to the emergency room where, much to his delight, he commanded center stage. Within 5 minutes he was stuck with an epiPen, hooked up to monitors, and made to "swallow" another set of pills. Thankfully, the med's helped him make a quick turnaround and we are pleased to announce he is still with us! Thank you Jesus our divine Healer!!