Page 105 of Muskoka Miracle
“So, how is that amazing wife of yours doing?” Beau asked. “Maggie wants to know. And she says that Sarah and the baby are in her prayers.”
“Ditto with Holly,” Brent said.
“And Bree,” Mike added.
Dan smiled. He still recalled the time when he’d first admitted to falling for the lead singer of Heartsong, and how the wives of these guys had instantly made Sarah feel welcome.
“The latest result is that the left side of the heart is nearly where it should be—”
“Praise God,” Mike said.
“Amen.” Dan praised God every day. Every hour. “God is so faithful, we keep seeing little miracles like this every time. The water on the brain they were concerned about is healing. And it doesn’t look like spina bifida will be an issue anymore, either.”
“That’s awesome,” Beau said.
Dan nodded. Beau had long supported kids’ hospitals, since his nephew had died several years ago. “They’re still talking about having a neonatologist team on standby, but that’s tricky, as Sarah’s previous surgeries means she’s not a straightforward candidate for a cesarean.” That, and her utter refusal to countenance more surgeries. Thank God Dr. Feldman had understood.
“Apart from that, she’s doing well, getting tired, and is looking forward to a baby shower coming up this weekend.” It was a shame her family couldn’t be here for that. He’d offered to pay for their flights again, but Lindy and Bek had said they’d be back for the birth in April.
“And the doctor?” Beau asked.
“Dr. Feldman has been great. She keeps telling Sarah to relax, but her blood pressure isn’t coming down much. She’s over it.”
Brent nodded. “I remember Holly being the same. You can’t keep a good woman down.”
Or a busy one.
“But you do need to be careful,” Mike warned. “Stuff can happen unexpectedly.”
And Mike should know. His wife, Bree, had been pregnant with twins when her low iron levels led to complications that saw her admitted to the hospital early. It had been a scary time for them all.
“We’ll be praying for you,” Beau said. He was a father of two, after marrying single mom Maggie a few years ago, and had another on the way.
“Thanks. We appreciate it.”
“Yeah, Bree said she’s sorry she can’t make it, but she’s got a basket of awesomeness—her words—coming your way.”
In the apartment that was already too small. Dan chuckled. “Tell her thanks.”
“And Holl said if ever Sarah needs to get her Aussie on for a chat, then she’s more than willing and able,” Brent added.
“I’ll pass that on. I think Sarah would love that.” His lips tweaked. “That’s gotta be easier than moving to Australia.”
“What?” Beau exclaimed. “No way. Are you moving?”
“Really?” Brent asked. “I’ve actually wondered how that would work.”
“No. Well, not yet. I’m just looking at post-hockey options.”
“So you really are thinking of retiring,” Mike said.
“My body is sore,” Dan admitted quietly. He might be a veteran who got his own hotel room while on road trips, but he didn’t want anyone on the team overhearing this. “And I’d rather finish on top than outstay my welcome.”
“You’re the best thing about that team,” Beau scoffed.
“So Sarah keeps saying.”
“It’s good to have a wife who is your biggest cheerleader.”
