His labs have come up a little wacky from all the drugs they're pumping into him, so at this point they are trying to balance his little body back out. They are upping his feedings of breastmilk quite a bit to try to get some stuff out of his system, and so far so good. They are still trying to dry that lung out and they will do an xray tomorrow before they try to extabate. We had a little scare earlier today when the EKG showed a narrowing in the aorta, but it turns out the surgeon said it's just from his sutures. wheww. But it's in those moments that I realize how easy it is to place my hope in the information, in the hope that things are gonna turn out a certain way. Daily, there are numerous times in which I am tempted to despair. Times when I realize God has not promised a certain end to this. Today was such a beautiful day, and all I wanted to do was be able to be strolling my son around with 2 blond haired little boys running behind. I miss my sons, all of them, but in different ways. It was an emotionally draining day, but it ended well. My husband took me on a date. Thank God for his love and friendship in this. We have both said so many times,"I would not want to go through this with any one else but you." We are both aware of the challenges this brings to our marriage, but I am soooo grateful for that man and his friendship and ministry to me.
So the plan is to extabate tomorrow, so please be praying. Probably some time between 11a and 2p. Pray,pray,pray.