I’m sitting here on our couch with all three of my loves. It’s relatively quiet, our bellies are full of the dinner we ate around the table together, and everyone is feeling okay.
Today I found joy in folding the laundry.
I found joy in making the bed.
I found joy in cooking.
I found joy when I picked my girls up from school.
I found joy when I heard my husband’s keys in the door.
I found joy in my comfy pants.
I really found joy in cookie dough.
After our daughter’s heart procedure and subsequent complication – the mundane is beautiful. So, so beautiful.
After resting all weekend, Hannah went to school on Monday. A couple hours later, I got a phone call from the school saying that she was wasn’t feeling well. I brought her home and she declined to the point that she needed to be rushed to the emergency room.
She spent a couple of scary days in the hospital with doctors trying to figure out the cause and treatment of her symptoms. To give Hannah her own story to tell, and a chance to move forward, I’m choosing to leave out a lot of the details of our stay. They are raw and painful.
I can say this, through it all, our daughter was a total champion. Brave and courageous.
After more tests and doctors’ faces than I can even accurately count, two days later, we weaseled our way in to a VERY late discharge (12:30am) once we begged the doctor to check her last scan and determine if it was safe to go.
We finally came home in the middle of the night early Wednesday morning with our two sleepy babes in tow.
It never felt so good to sleep in our own beds.
Doctors had narrowed down the cause to one of two possibilities and chose to treat her symptoms as the more serious of the two to be safe. They are relatively confident and hopeful that this was a one-time post-op complication, and we are too. Thankfully, Hannah’s symptoms improved quickly and haven’t returned.
Thank you so much for your love, concern and prayers. Again, our family has been so touched by the outpouring of love we have received. It has strengthened our faith and truly helped to get us through this trial.
We are looking forward to being on the road to complete healing and recovery and are thankful that we love a God who is our Helper and our Healer.
Our little hero wanted to say hello before I sign off for the night.
This is Hannah.
I’ve been through a lot lately, and while it has tested my faith, I think I prevailed.
And while the surgery was difficult, and the freak hospital stay was super (SUPER) scary, God took care of me.
Since EVERYTHING happened, I have been doing great! Wounds are healing, and so is my sanity! 🙂
I want to thank you all for your love, support and prayers (and I want to say that Children’s Hospital was AWESOME. The food was great and the nurses, doctors, anesthesiologists, and child life specialist were better!). You have all been so great!
Thanks for everything!