We had the E.R doctor come and talk to Max and I and then Max asked to pray with him. I finally got to go back to where they had put Dennis but I don’t think he knew I was there. He had no feeling in his legs and I remember thinking its ok, God will fix this. My friend Jana, Max and Mike Ewing stayed the night in the trauma waiting room and the next day I had reality staring me in the face and I went in to complete denial. I’m talking about the "sticking your head in the sand" kind of denial. My fairy tale life was awesome and surely God would not allow such calamity to come in to our lives. This man was a true servant of God and loved Him with all his heart. This could not happen to us. I liked living in denial….