Lily nervous about what is happening. She did not understand she was going to have surgery, but for sure she could tell that something was off that day. She knew that strange things were afoot. And you can see by her expression here that she is onto us, and getting worried. This was in the pre-op room.

After a nice cocktail of versed and anesthesia administered through a gas mask, she fell asleep very easily. I got to gown up and take her into the OR. She looked so tiny and peaceful lying on the table amidst all of the equipment. I cried when I left her, and Dave and I prayed and walked around and tried to eat and rest a bit while she was in surgery. The surgery (which also included another procedure of putting tubes in her ears) took about 3 hours. When we were called up into the Recovery Room, she was still sound asleep. It was a little scary seeing her lying there with the tubes connected, and a black thread sewn into the base of her tongue (Dave and the nurse took turns pulling gently on that thread to open up her airway a bit more to make it easier for her to breathe). She was sleeping, but we knew it was the calm before the storm.
Ay! When she woke up she was agitated and upset, and moaning and crying. She would drift in and out of consciousness, and be pretty ticked off every time she woke up. Poor thing.

She was not a happy camper that first 24 hours post surgery. She was also overdue for her pain meds by the time we finally got to the pediatric ward, and I was in tears trying to hurry things up for her. She slept fitfully and would still be crying off and on even with Dave and I holding her the whole time. Thankfully though, by about 8L45 that night - she was resting more comfortably and fell asleep for a longer stretch. The nurse practitioner (whom we LOVE) told us that the first day was the hardest and tomorrow Lily would be much much better. And lo and behold, thank the LORD, that turned out to be true. Here Lily is looking much better riding a toy car that they have from the playroom there.

You can see that awful black thread hanging out of her mouth, and also her no-no splints that she is wearing on her arms to keep her from putting her hands and toys into mouth. Oh, and also her hospital pajamas. Lily was able to drink apple juice that next day so we were able to go home by the evening. Woohoo! It felt so so much better to be at home. The hospital was nice, but goodness there are nurses and doctors coming in every so often to check vitals, give meds, turn off and on the machines, etc.
And would you believe that these photos below are from just 2 days later. Lily doesn't even look like she had surgery! Of course, it was all inside her mouth, but the swelling has gone down, and she looks ever so much happier, no?


You can see that she can still play in the tupperware drawer with her no-no's on. Still smiling and playing. Amazing and resilient. I thank the Lord for how astoundingly well Lily has been recovering. Here's a pic I snapped over the weekend when Lily slept in, and Nathan was reading next to her.
Now, about me. I had a rough rough week last week. My in-laws came to help out, which was such a blessing! They helped drive the boys to their classes and lessons, and cooked meals to eat and be frozen. Brothers and sisters from church ordered food for us, made soups, and brought treats for the kids. We felt so loved. I had a terrible time last week, though (and the week before) because I was really not feeling well. I had these tummy aches and gas distention that was not getting better. It was getting to the point where I was an emotional wreck every evening because I felt so overwhelmed by everything, and frustrated and sad that I could not play/teach/love on the kids and serve the family because I felt so tired and weak. Finally, Dave put me on some meds for gastritis, and I have to tell you that I feel like a new woman. Seriously, I feel back to normal and just want to give all of the glory to the Lord. He really is the one to give strength and hope, and I know He holds my family in His hand and that He wants me to rely on Him.
So, gastritis - I think that means I was more anxious and stressed than I thought. So I am taking it easy now (trying to). That means no Christmas cards this year, and no homemade cookies for the teachers or friends. Also, we are "coasting" in our homeschool now, and the house is not very picked up.
Tomorrow Lily goes for her follow up. I am a bit concerned that there is still some leakage when she drinks - a tiny tiny bit still comes out of her right nostril. Let's see what the doctor says. We have received such grace, though, as LIly has been such a trooper, and very tolerant (after the initial day) of her liquid/soft diet and her no no splints. Those darn no-no's do keep her from sleeping well at night, thoguh. I think that she wants to turn and roll over sometimes, and then she feels the restraint of those things. She is supposed to wear them for 2 weeks, so only 4 days left. Woohoo!













