But recall the former days when, after you were enlightened, you endured a hard struggle with sufferings, sometimes being publicly exposed to abuse and affliction, and sometimes being partners with those so treated. Hebrews, 10:32-33 Paul helped Derrick carefully slip his jersey over his head and around his cast, and then tied his shoes. Derrick sat on the side of the hospital bed laughing that his father had to help dress him like he was a little kid again. The doctor had kept Derrick in the hospital overnight to make sure he didn't have a concussion and he was more than ready to go home. Paul and Lilly had spent the night in the hotel across the street.
"Oh man, I have to ride that thing outta here?" asked Derrick, seeing Lilly walk into the room with an orderly pushing a wheelchair.
"Sorry, young man. Hospital regulations", replied the orderly.
"But dad, I can walk….I can run….I can dance!" Paul, Lilly and the orderly laughed as Derrick danced across the floor imitating James Brown.
"Well, you can dance as soon as you get in the parking lot. For right now, you can ride", replied Paul.
"Alright…let's lock and load." Derrick jumped into the chair and everyone started out of the room.
"Oh, let me use the bathroom before we go. I know midtown traffic is going to be murder. Go ahead and I'll meet you downstairs", said Paul.
"Yeah, we don't want any more accidents", chuckled Lilly, gently elbowing Paul in the ribs. Lilly and the orderly left the room with Derrick while Paul ran to the bathroom in the corner of the room.
Paul came out of the bathroom drying his hand with a paper towel. Looking around the room for the trashcan, he noticed the clipboard hanging on the frame at the foot of Derrick's hospital bed. He walked over, picked it up and started scanning through Derrick's charts. His body froze and his mouth dropped open as he read the printout on the second page. His mind raced as he tried to comprehend what he was reading. He stood at the foot of the bed motionless with the first page clamped between his fingers. Fifteen minutes passed before Lilly came back upstairs to see what was taking Paul so long.
"What happened, did you almost fall in?" giggled Lilly as she turned the corner and reentered the room. She looked at Paul standing motionless with what she couldn't believe looked like tears in his eyes. "Paul, are you alright?"
Paul didn't respond. He never looked up from the charts. Lilly walked over to him slowly and stared up at his face. With Paul still not acknowledging she was even in the room, she looked down at the charts and then back up into Paul's face.
