
G had surgery Thursday, 8.18.11.
3 scopes down her throat. Might have a diagnosis on the chronic cough. We'll know Monday or Tuesday.
This day was one busy day:
1. Up to deliver car to dealership for service. Got a loaner. Actually like the loaner. Crap.
2. To the beach with 6 kids, 1 mom and a grandma. Great time (Willard). Perfect weather. I'm reminded of the beauty God provides for us ... if we just look.
3. Home with kids. Bathe G. Shower. Off to hospital.
4. Hospital - parking, registration, prep, surgery, heard from all 3 docs. She might become a GI patient (vs. ENT, Pulmonary). More on that later - maybe.
5. Popsicles. Home. Sleepy G. I was off to pick up the car and get Tylenol.
3 scopes down her throat. Might have a diagnosis on the chronic cough. We'll know Monday or Tuesday.
This day was one busy day:
1. Up to deliver car to dealership for service. Got a loaner. Actually like the loaner. Crap.
2. To the beach with 6 kids, 1 mom and a grandma. Great time (Willard). Perfect weather. I'm reminded of the beauty God provides for us ... if we just look.
3. Home with kids. Bathe G. Shower. Off to hospital.
4. Hospital - parking, registration, prep, surgery, heard from all 3 docs. She might become a GI patient (vs. ENT, Pulmonary). More on that later - maybe.
5. Popsicles. Home. Sleepy G. I was off to pick up the car and get Tylenol.

6. Home for supper, company (briefly - Lois & Mark). The kids (including G and A) went for swims with Paupi. In to bed. 3 got to watch "Meet the Fairies" - the movie G has wanted from redbox for FOREVER.
Now...to the good part:
We had a great hospital experience. They rolled her into the OR. I got to be there while she went to sleep....and that is how I got the biggest smile on my heart as I heard an entire OR team sing "Jesus loves me".
How?
The anesthesiologist asked if we sang songs.
No response from G. I nodded. He looked at me to pick one.
(I was manipulative...I mean thoughtful about being a child of God...)
I picked Jesus Loves Me.
I assumed that I'd be singing alone or with the doc but no...the room sang!!
A cool experience.
I walked out knowing that each person in there had to think about Jesus BEFORE performing their role in the surgery of my child. His child.
(((((LOVE))))))
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