What a roller coaster ride…

So life here really is like riding an emotional roller-coaster.  There can be such ups and downs and I won’t lie, it’s very tough and emotionally draining and that might be why I just ate a ton of chocolate … chocolate is very very very good.

And of course, the timing of these roller-coaster rides is always bang on,  it seems to get you when you are already tired and wound up.        See we were visiting Ava last night around 9:00 pm and happily chatting with her nurse, when all of a sudden the baby next to us went into cardiac arrest.   Our nurse ran to this baby’s side, the room filled up with people and I just started praying like crazy, but as those parents started to sob, we left and didn’t end up being able to go back and see Ava again for the night.

That was a horrible experience.   We were pretty shaken up.  Thankfully that baby was OK, didn’t die and after talking to her parents today they said that they think think she had a blood clot since she had just had surgery yesterday.   Thankfully she was able to be stabilized and has had a fairly calm day today.

But it meant we started today perhaps a little more keyed up then usual.

And then of course I posted about how they were going in to remove Ava’s stent that was keeping her chest open and hopefully close her chest up.

And they did close her chest.  For about 20 minutes.

Then they came and told us they had to open it again.   She wasn’t tolerating the close, her heart rate had climbed and wouldn’t come down so they had to open it again.

Now we are back to square one and it’s disappointing.

I guess I like to think of my baby as so strong, and she is.  But she is also very fragile.   And it’s hard to understand God’s timing today when the close seemed like an answer to prayer, but then that wasn’t what He had in mind after-all… and for a minute or so I wonder why He allows these things that seem so amazing and then aren’t.   But then even as I’m typing this is what came to mind… a verse from Isaiah…

Isaiah 55:8-9

8 For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
    neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so are my ways higher than your ways
    and my thoughts than your thoughts.

So a day like today doesn’t make any sense to me, but we can still trust God in this, we can!    I’m thinking in my own human terms,  but God has his own plan for Ava, we just don’t know what it is.

Here is another verse from Ephesians that’s my prayer…

Ephesians 3:20,21 

20 Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

To God be the glory, a baby’s chest closed today or not.

Amen.

Another machine…

So as of last night, one more machine was added to the already crowded area around Ava’s bed…

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An EEG machine. Yesterday she was getting episodes of high blood pressure combined with her heart beating faster which made them wonder if she was having seizures… not huge seizures, but still, never something a parent wants to hear! So they hooked her up to this EEG machine to be monitored for 24 hours.

And so far so good, I was there just now when the dr’s did their rounds and they haven’t seen any sign of seizure activity in the past 12 hours that it’s been hooked up, praise God. And because of this monitoring, she is now off the muscle relaxants which means that she’s moving a bit and twitching today. She is still getting alot of morphine, but at one point she did get quite agitated so they gave her a sedative. But it is still nice to see her move a little instead of her lying there so incredibly still all the time.

And I think today they are going to give her a tiny bit of food – colostrum that I’ve pumped for her – just to get her started, not enough for nutrition. Of course this will all come from a feeding tube, but at least the food is coming from me which make me feel like I at least have a small part in caring for her, it really is so strange having a new-born daughter but not being able to do anything but stand by her bed and talk to her and touch her hand and her head – except now I can’t even touch her head!

Anyway, we are still thankful that she is here. Thankful for all the small mercies that God is providing. And even though I miss my kids like crazy and still find it hard to be in this situation, we are getting through with God’s help, minute by minute, hour by hour.

And soon that darn EEG machine will be out of here so I can at least touch her head again!