This morning is procedure number TWELVE.
Twelve procedures in 20 months.
As always, we covet your prayers today and this weekend as she recovers. These procedures are getting harder and harder on her. Right now, they’re working on her hand and elbow and hoping to get up to her chest and upper back. They attempted her chest during procedure number ten, but were not successful…so it left her with a bunch of pain (from where they were poking holes in her) and no results.
Our specific prayer requests are as follows:
1. Ashby’s heart. This is emotionally really tough on her. We told her last week that this was going to happen (because she likes advanced notice) and she has been counting down the “sleeps” until today. In the car on Monday morning, she said she was scared, and I went on to say how I understood but that these surgeries are helping her and her special hand. She said, “Yeah, but it still looks bad.” Oh my mama heart. She understands that because of these procedures, she has more dexterity and use of her right hand and she knows that these are keeping her “healthy”, but aesthetically, she’s not happy with the results. Just pray for her sweet, sweet five year old heart this morning.
2. Pray for a speedy recovery with no nausea. She has violently thrown up post-procedure the last two times. Please pray that doesn’t happen this time. Please also pray that the pain meds minimize her pain for several days.
3. Please pray that if there is something else in there, they find it. Over the course of 11 of these things, they have removed both aneurysms and blood clots while they were in there doing other stuff. As horrible as these are for us, I about cannot breathe sometimes thinking about when they’re done and then no one is digging around inside of her finding these things that could be fatal if not removed. We’ll be left with what? Yearly MRIs? I don’t know? It scares me to death though. As bad as these procedures are at least we know if something bad is inside. How will we know when this is over? Lots of questions this mama heart hates thinking about.
What if we hadn’t of adopted Ashby? Her little body can not fight off these aneurysms and blood clots on their own…she needs (has needed) medical attention to keep her healthy. I want to encourage YOU, friends. There are millions of kids out there who need some medical attention to live. They’re in orphanages right now without the right care. YOU can do something about that. I’m not talking to everyone, but I’m talking to those of you who know in your hearts that you should be adopting, but you’re stalling. Friends, YOUR kids need you!! Stop waiting! Go get them and bring them home. What if you don’t? Guys…what happens if you don’t?
Okay, I’ll end on a funny note today. Yesterday, I had Bowen and Ashby in the car and this was the conversation I heard…
Ashby: Bowen, I have surgery tomorrow.
Bowen: I know. Do they give you lots of shots?
Ashby: Bowen, listen to me. They make me drink silly juice that tastes like poop. Bowen, it tastes like poop.
Bowen: Ashby, that’s terrible (in a very sympathetic voice).
Ashby: I know, Bowen. I know.
Hahahaha! I mean…I doubt it tastes like poop, but she does not enjoy the “silly juice” they give her. The bright spot to this is that she’s worried about the silly juice and not the other stuff: IV, pain, cast, recovery, vomiting, etc. She’s worried about the silly juice that tastes like poop. #fiveyearoldproblems
Thanks for your prayers. I love each and every one of you. xo