Wednesday morning, the kiddos and I played with some of the new Play-doh toys that Santa brought them. All three of them LOVE playing with Play-doh (okay, I'll admit it...so do I!!), so it's a fun thing for all of us. And it helped take my mind off what was coming...what's been coming...what's been on my mind for weeks.
So...here we go again. Tomorrow is the big day. Cleft surgery #3. Palate repair #2. Let's pray it works this time. Two years old, 22 pounds...such a little thing she is. She doesn't talk much. But she is fierce and strong, with a mighty spirit. I will be honest and admit that I've struggled more with THIS surgery than the others...I've been angry, because this surgery wasn't supposed to happen...we weren't supposed to have this surgery. She's not supposed to have to go through this pain again. Her palate was supposed to be fixed already. A year ago.
But our almighty God is still on His throne, and He is still in control, and His ways are higher than mine. And more than anything, His grace is sufficient to cover my weaknesses and my anger and my sadness.
I made some hospital gowns for Mackenzie to wear. At least I have control over that small piece, right? She can at least wear a soft, comfortable, CUTE gown, made by her mama, instead of the rough, ugly things they have there, right?! After I took the pictures and loaded them onto my computer, I noticed that Anthony's memory verse was in the picture..."Give thanks, no matter what happens." (I Thessalonians 5:18) How appropriate.
The birds are my fave.
The pocket actually disguises a buttonhole made for allowing cords to be passed through for cardiac monitoring.
The shoulders open/close with velcro, so the gowns can be put on or taken off with an IV in her arm. The back also opens/closes with velcro. I tried ties on the first one, then realized that my fingers are so weak and fumbly that velcro is just easier!
So. Pray for us. Pray for no more fevers between now and tomorrow morning. Pray the surgery is a success this time. Pray the doctor is willing to try a different pain medication so that her pain will actually be managed this time. Pray she doesn't have any respiratory problems after surgery this time. Pray for a quick recovery. Pray for my heart.
We have to be there at 8:30 a.m., and her surgery is at 10:30 a.m. (PST). Length of surgery depends on how bad it is when they get in there, but I expect it will be 3-4 hours. I will be updating on Facebook.