Vatican: Pope Francis Worsens to "Critical Condition" in Hospital

The Vatican has announced that Pope Francis is in critical condition at Rome's Gemelli hospital, after experiencing a “severe asthmatic respiratory crisis” this morning requiring high-flow oxygen therapy.

Blood tests indicate the Pope now has thrombocytopenia, lack of blood Platelets, from Anemia.  The condition is so serious, the hospital had to give him Blood Transfusions.

It was just yesterday that the Pope's condition was said to be "stable" yet the Pope himself told an Aid, "I am not going to survive this."

Apparently, he knew.

Hal Turner Remarks

I can attest to a person being able to know they are dying.  For months prior to my first heart attack, I told my wife and son, "something's wrong; it's like there's a short in my life energy . . . I can feel my life energy being drained."   They told me I was nuts.

When I had the first heart attack, the possibility of death never even crossed my mind.  I knew I was in big trouble, but not dying.

I ended up needing open heart surgery for four clogged heart arteries, and came through it fine.

But seventeen months later, WHAM, down I went again!

Turned out that two of the four by-passes clogged with blood clots.   My body treated the By-passes as wounds and clotted two of them.

That second heart attack was much, MUCH worse than the first.

I knew in the Cardiac catheterization lab, as the Doctor inserted a stent, that I had suddenly started to die.    I could literally feel "death" coming up both my legs from my feet, and coming up both my arms from my hands.  I started having real trouble breathing.

Turned out, I was in "heart failure" - my heart was so stressed from the two arteries being blocked again, it could no longer pump a strong pump; only a weak one.

Well, all of us have water in our lungs to keep them moist and flexible.  That water is pumped out with every heartbeat, and new water comes in with the blood.   But when the heart cannot pump strongly enough, it doesn't remove all the water.   The water starts to build up.

That reduced my ability to breath air IN, because there was water in the lungs that was continuing to build up because my heart wasn't pumping well enough.  My breaths got shorter and faster.  FAST.

It got to the point within about three minutes, where I told the medical team "Doc, I'm not making it. . . " and the Doc replied "I see that."

Shortly thereafter, my heart resumed beating normally, and I survived.

So a person DOES know when they're dying.   I knew.   And when I read yesterday that the Pope told an Aid "I am not going to survive this"  I said to myself, he knows, just like I knew.

God, however, may have other plans for him, the same way God seemed to have other plans for me.   All we can do is wait, watch, and pray.

For certain, I am NOT very enthusiastic about Pope Francis.  Some things he's done are good, others, very not good.   But the one thing I do not wish on anyone, is death from ill health.  Because THERE, but for the grace of God, goes ME.