I couldn’t wait for Friday to be over simply because I knew that by the end of the day Nora’s surgery would be over. Looking back I see how perfectly it unfolded and all of the ways God showed his unmistakeable presence.
As we trekked down our well-manicured decision path we prayed. At the end of the line in the OR foyer I held Nora closely. I wrapped my arms around her in her tiny peach hospital gown and sniffed her fiercely. “You be a good girl,” I softly whispered in her ear, my lips never wanting to leave her skin. Dr. E. promised she was in excellent hands and they would be very careful with her. One last sniff, one last kiss, I handed her over. I heard the nurses talking sweetly and singing to her as we were gently ushered out of the room. “Our Father who art in heaven… Our Father who art in heaven… Our Father who art in heaven,” I could hardly get past the first verse of the prayer. My mind was spinning, my hands tightly clenched under my chin. Underneath the surface of these crashing waves, however the water was calm.
I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
(Psalm 27:13 NIV)
God was cheering me on through the artwork on the walls, through the kindness of a stranger’s smile, by crossing my path with others who have been praying for us, through my hubzind’s tender words and touches. God’s discernible presence made it impossible not to trust Him. God doesn’t send me “proof” and signs of His presence so that I will believe in Him. In all likelihood, the evidence has ALWAYS been there. I was never able to recognize it because I was never as receptive to it as I am now. If a radio isn’t tuned in properly to a station, there is static. That doesn’t mean that the radio waves aren’t out there! Once I adjusted my dial (my thoughts/perspective) the music (God’s presence) was crisp and clear. I wasted so many years listening to meaningless static!
Yet the Lord longs to be gracious to you; therefore he will rise up to show you compassion. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him!
(Isaiah 30:18 NIV)
Ordinarily Nora would not have gone to CICU if it were known that it was just the tubes they would be doing. But because of the possibility of the adenoid removal it was already arranged for her to go there. Within the expanse of the whole entire hospital, God couldn’t have made it any easier for Robin and I to meet by enabling this possibility and putting us 4 doors down from each other! (See previous post if you don’t know who Robin is ☺). This could be no coincidence!!!
Around 5:30 they started putting the wheels in motion to have Nora discharged. I can’t say that I wish we could have stayed longer, but I do wish I could have spent more time with Robin! Before long, papers were signed and a member from transport came up to escort us out. On our way out I asked if we could go past Ivy’s room. I couldn’t see if Robin was in the room through the glare of the glass, but I could see Ivy. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked upon that precious baby girl. She waved her little arm in the air, maybe waving to her friend Nora!
This is a picture of sweet Ivy from her Mommy’s FB page which she said I could share:
I would be so grateful if you could please continue to pray for this sweet little lady! Her heart surgery is set tentatively for the week of September 29th. Please pray that there are no more obstacles and that this surgery will be a beautiful success!
The staff in the CICU said goodbye to us as we made our way through the security doors. Their goodbyes were more like a question than a farewell. The person transporting us out explained that NO ONE leaves CICU that quickly, “When you go there, you’re probably going to be there for awhile.” We felt even more abundantly blessed, yet so sorrowful for the little ones and their families still there. I pray that even though their lives are interrupted by the uncertainty of tomorrow, that they are comforted and reassured by the absolute certainty of God’s goodness.
And finally we were HOME. As I laid in bed that night I was emotionally thankful to be there instead of huddled up on a plastic fold out chair trying to keep warm under a sterile sheet and listening to alarms all night. Nora was cozy in the familiarity of her own environment. Thank. You. God!!!!
Since we’ve been home Nora has been recovering without any complications. There were a few episodes of discomfort here and there, especially early on, but each day she seems to be getting better and better.
There has been lots of drainage from her sweet ears, which is good and expected. A baff is expected after all that too!! 😁 Eeeeee.
“Eenen da song goes like, ‘Who dey! Who dey! Who dey! Who dey tink dey gonna beat dem Bengals! Where do dey play? In da jungle, afraid of noooooobody!'”
“Anyone wanna toss wiff me?”
“Now wouldja look at dis ting?? Dis ting is so neat!!!”
Nornor adds some words of sentiment and her signature to her Kelly’s card ~
Now on into Monday Norns woke up a little unhappy – something obviously bothering her. We eliminated the belly factor. 😔 She’s sleeping now and hopefully wakes up in better spirits.
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
(Isaiah 41:10 NIV)