Stroke

I will pray every night that I won't suffer from a stroke. This is the first time actually in my life that I have a close friend who had a severe stroke. Mother always said that the one thing she would not want to have was a stroke. Mercifully God heard her prayers and she died of congestive heart failure. I don't think this friend will ever be independent ever again. There is a different person in a broken body now. No, she is not a vegetable but she is vegetating. Mostly she looks into her lap. Momentarily she will look up, greet you, and then we just both sit there. She cannot read. When in bed, she looks at her neighbor's TV on the wall and who knows what she actually understands but watching TV is about the only thing she CAN do. Oh, yes, she can feed herself. A few bites with her unparalyzed hand. End of activities. She can't reach, can't sit up, can't get out of bed. There is no normal conversation - just a few polite phrases. Yes, she remembers her prayers. When I pray with her, she prays, too. I like to visit her but I am so glad to leave again. Sooner or later there will come the next hell because the rehab will terminate and she will have to go to a nursing home.
A physician friend told me the other day that when a person has had such a severe stroke the most humane thing would be another stroke. That would be the end. What does one pray for in these instances? A miracle for recovery? Death by prayer? When the good Lord said: "My yoke is light" to my friend I wonder what he was thinking!