One minute you are fine, the next minute you are in a hospital fighting for your life.
This is what happened to a friend of ours I will call Max, to protect his privacy.
Max was a vibrant, outgoing 69 year young man. His only problem involved his hips which were successfully replaced a few months ago. A month ago he developed a severe headache. His wife brought him to the hospital. He was checked and released. Several hours later the symptoms returned and his wife brought him back to the hospital. At 4 in the morning she got a call telling her he has a massive stroke. He is recovering but it is slow. I spent the afternoon with him and wonder if he will ever be the same.
I won't go into details of his health here but I will say this. Life is uncertain. We don't know what tomorrow holds in store. We don't know when our hearts will stop, when a car will plow into us or when an aneurysm will explode in our brains. I want to enjoy every minute I have and not wait until tomorrow.
Prayers for a full recovery for Max and for strength and hope for his family.