So we are in the final countdown awaiting surgery for David on Monday. I'd love to say that I am at peace, that I know everything will be just fine, that I have the utmost faith that everything will work out splendidly....but that would be a lie. I AM SCARED! Not the uh oh something is going to jump out and make shrill like a little girl scared but rather the pit of my stomach up all night watching David breathe and crying scared. I think the big difference for me is the first surgery was risky and scary and we worried about our week old son not being there but now we worry about David, he has this personality all his own. Today during pre-op he was screaming bloody murder as the nurses were drawing blood but as soon as they were done and one of us were holding him he looked at the nurses and gave them the biggest grin. I cherish each of those smiles each moment we play super David, each moment he falls asleep in my arms, not because I'm worried it's the last time I'm going to do it (even though my pessimism pops up from time to time) but of the sense that he has a long road of recovery still to go and it will be a while until I get to do it again. Maybe these are my scared you know what less ramblings. What I do know is that the last 6 months of my life have been far and away the most amazing of my life, it has brought me closer to Nicole and God and our families. David has opened up a part of me I didn't know existed, in his young life he has already made me a better person.
Enough about me because in the end David is the one going through the surgery and the battle. Lately David has been a little constipated leading to some diarrhea (doesn't make sense to me either). He had a dosage change a little while ago and it may be catching up with him so we talked to one of the cardiologists who now has David on pedialyte and laxatives to move his stool (I know great reading) so now we are obsessed with checking him and making sure he is ok. We are eagerly waiting for Monday to get here and get done so we all can recover re group and make it back home to Bowling Green as soon as we can. Please pray for David, pray for his strength and for his patience as he wakes up and can't reach for everything like most 6 month olds. Pray for his doctors and surgeons and nurses. And if you have the time pray for Cole and myself and our families. Thank you all, I will try and post updates on my Facebook and twitter.
Drew
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