...That's what Rob has been saying for the past few days. In our stronger moments this made sense, seemed so reasonable. It put this whole surgery into perspective. But we are human, we are weak, and we spent the better half of our weekend down right scared. However, last night as we were saying our prayers before bed...and "LIGHT broke in and brought me to my feet" ((Avett Brother fans out there;-) )) There was a voice in my head literally saying to me "Be not afraid. Be not afraid". I know that God has picked me up by my bootstraps before and again, I felt that swift kick in the pants. We were able to clear our heads, get packed up, and get ourselves to Hope this morning....Not without a few-thousand-tears though.
The OR nurses took Jonah back at 7:30 on the dot. The pre-op process was pretty smooth. Quick. They gave Jonah Versed about 10-15 min before going back. He seemed totally unaffected but then when we stood outside the OR door dropping him in the crib, he didn't make a peep. God is so good!!! Jonah was wiping our tears with his blankie. How strong! How brave is our boy!!
No word yet from the nurses on the inside. But we expect they are working on getting him to sleep, inserting his breathing tube and placing IV's. Cutting through the existing scar tissue takes time and they are careful to avoid excessive bleeding. We are in for a long day!!
Please pray for a swift start and NO SURPRISES!!!
All our love!!