A Sister's Life Changing Experience Of Faith And Hope Part Eighteen

I walk towards where my aunt is sitting and I sit down beside her. I put my hand on top of hers and she slowly turns her head towards me. I can see that her look is still serious but seems to be in distraught. She looks as if the news she received was gut wrenching news. I begin to ask, but before I can finish saying anything, she wraps her arms around me and hugs me tight. I know it can never be good news like that, if she is hugging me tightly. I feel as though that light of hope I once stared into is fading away. I compose myself and try to ask again. I finally do ask if it has something to back where she lives and she shakes her head no. I then ask if it has to do with my sister, and she says yes. I ask if the treatment they had been doing was working. She told me it had been, but my sister suffered a relapse from it and had to stop. I ask what kind of relapse because now I'm worried. I'm worried that this news is going to be either good or bad. My aunt said that the relapse she suffered gave her an allergic reaction which then caused my sister's feet and legs to swell. My aunt then tells me that she is getting an ice compress treatment to keep the swelling down, but after the swelling goes down, she is going to be transported back to the local hospital here, where she'll stay for further treatment. The doctors where she's at may or may not be able to help her in Washington but I show my aunt the text I received earlier. She told me, yes that it is all true but then she showed me the news of her text message and then I knew that the news I received earlier was old news.  I go to my room and cry in private and my aunt gently knocks on the door. I tell her just a minute and quickly wipe the tears from eyes. My aunt Vivian says it won't be long till they're all back here, but we must have faith that your sister's speech will get better, that her therapy to regain use of her legs and arms will be better, just before Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I then knew, she was talking about how my sister may or may not be able to preform if she doesn't get any better. I feel bad for my sister because I know it's not how I would want her to be right now. I would find a cure that would make everything that has happened go away. I mean she is the sweetest sister, I believe she's fighting so she can live a long and healthy life and be able to preform. I have lunch with my aunt and then we both hear the phone ring. The name that comes up on the caller id is Blake. I know he's calling from his cell, but the question is why is he calling. I mean does he have good news to share or is he calling because he has terrible news. I try to figure out in my head, and then I decide to answer the phone and hear his voice, but then I hear another sweet voice that has been precious ever since I've heard it. I couldn't believe my ears but it was like my sister's speech problem had gone away, as if an answered prayer had been given to us by God. My brother even says that she is using her arms and she's walking. I feel like another prayer has been answered by God and I ask about the swelling. My brother then tells me that the swelling is gone and the allergic reaction she once had is gone. I feel like God has given us miracle after miracle, and ask if they are still going to stay in Washington. My brother then tells me that they'll be transported by plane today and will be back at the local hospital soon. I then start to worry because if God answered the prayers of things that have been taken away, then why does she need to be in a hospital still. Blake then tells me something that has me frozen still, with what he says about our sister and when I hear my brother talk to me about this, all I can think is what will be next.