bad news/good news

Yesterday evening my BIL called to tell us that my mother in law had had stroke and was in hospital. Now that is bad news and it sure frightened us. All kinds of things went through my mind. He didn't knew much then except that she was brought to the hospital very quickly wich is very important and it seemed that she was gonna be ok.
Later we heard from my father in law what had happened. They were at IKEA and suddenly she couldn't go and talk anymore, she knew what was happening to her but couldn't tell. At IKEA there is a first-aid post and the meds saw straight away what was wrong with her and called 112 (911). She was brought to the the hospital by ambulance and on a drip with a blood thinner within an hour. She was so lucky that she wasn't alone and the people around her acted so fast and professional!
This morning we got good news. She had a good night and it looks like there is no continuous damage. What a relief!
I just spoke with her on the phone and she sounded like always, making jokes :)
My MIL is 68 years. When we talk about people that age we normaly speak about "older" people, except when it's about our parents. Isn't it strange that our parents don't seem to get old? Especially my parents in law who are so vital, so entrepreneurial, living so healthy, going to the gym, travel a lot with their caravan, always prepared to come over and babysit, taking the grandchildren out for a weekend at te camping place... I'm just so happy that she will be able to continue her life like the way it was and I'm grateful that our children are so fortunate to still have all 4 of their grandparents! I am aware of that but this is a big reminder that we should cherish them! Maybe even more then we already do!

Birgit