My brother Jonathan has been in the ICU for more than a month now. When he came in he had pneumonia. After he had been there three days he had multiple strokes. The doctors said that he would not survive and that we had to prepare for the worst. But I knew my brothers resilience, I knew that they didn’t, I knew that he would survive.
So my brother fought death. Jon’s a lion. He looked death in the eye and roared. Next to him, standing with a sword and shield, was the Knight our families love, a bright light illuminating from him. He stood before death, sword in the air, shield raised high, defiantly prepared.
Death looked upon the Lion and the Knight and there in the depths of the knights eyes he saw mine, and he knew while I yet drew breath he would not have my brother.
Now, more than a month later, my brother is sitting up in his hospital bed, eating solid foods, and he can move pretty much ninety percent of his body. He has a long road to recovery ahead of him, but the road is there.
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