We cry out and He responds

It’s every mother’s nightmare — the call that goes, “I’m in  the hospital. Don’t worry. I’m fine!”

But Yonatan wasn’t fine. He’d woken up, just after the beginning of Elul Zeman, feeling unwell and realized he couldn’t move his legs. Escorted to the hospital, he was now awaiting the results of tests.

It was surreal. Two weeks before, he’d teased us by climbing up a huge cliff and dancing along the edge. Now, this strong, six-foot bochur was lying paralyzed on a hospital gurney.