Take Two
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Look what I found amongst my pots and pans this week:-)
Tomorrow will be a second attempt at surgery.
Tomorrow I will hand my baby over to yet another Doctor.
For them, this is procedure.
Its routine.
…To me, its my precious, helpless girl, and yet I know that the Hands that have held her all along will be cradling her.
Tomorrow, she will go to sleep under heavy medication.
The surgery will be invasive. Of course medically, statistics are in her favor.
…To me though, Ill spend the hour while she’s in surgerey wishing away every minute and longing to have her back in my arms
Tomorrow, we’ve been told to expect fever.
To expect vomiting.
To expect coughing up blood (the procedure involves squirting sterile fluid into her airways and lungs to clear mucous out of the way for the probe. When she wakes, it will feel like pneumonia and she’ll have to cough up all the junk in her lungs.)
…Im expecting Evie to be a fighter. To be tough. To be resilient.
My daughter is my hero!
Psalm 91:11 “For He will command His angels concerning you, to guard you in all your ways”.

