In my nightie &
"dancing shoes" playing catch w/ daddy
I remember lying beside Gracie in the hospital
bed last week thinking "I wish we could fast
forward one week..."
Here we are a week later, & it's been a long one!
Between pain, bleeding from her nose,
and not much sleep, the first few
days & nights home were pretty tough.
Wednesday morning was very scary.
Gracie woke up in our bed (so grateful
I was right there with her) and began to
throw up blood as it was also gushing out of her
nose. I have thanked God over and
over for Brian & how incredibly calm
he remained. My hands were shaking so badly
as we tried to asses the situation, but Brian
was a rock for all of us - He also was
praying in faith over Gracie for God to
intervene, stop the bleeding, and heal her.
Evidently a clot broke loose from somewhere
& we were also advised to stop giving Motrin.
She has done SO much better since then,
and we are so thankful for God's
continual healing. Her sleep is still
pretty restless, & the grumpiness can
attack out of nowhere, but she is more & more
herself every day.
We were in Charlotte this afternoon
for her first post-op appointment.
Her palate looks fabulous, & her
surgeon was pleased. We'll stick with
the soft diet for awhile longer, (So hard
for a 2 year old who loves food!) and
head back for another follow-up
appointment in a few weeks.
The love from our friends & family,
wonderful meals, and most of all
prayers for Gracie mean more than
you could ever know. They have carried
us through a long week. Thank you!
A few days before her surgery
I mentioned Gracie's favorite
picture in a previous post.
When we were in the hospital she
told us she saw her angel.
(One of my specific prayers was that
God would minister to her personally as
she was put under for the surgery.)
Yesterday Gracie was again looking at
her picture before her nap.
I asked her again,
"Did you see your angel at the hospital?"
"What did he look like?"
"Wings" (as she spread her arms out)
"Really? Did he talk to you?"
"What did he say?"
She looked at me with a very serious
face, & with a deep voice she said...
Well, of course an agent
of God the Father would speak to our
daughter in her native language! :)