Everything went well with Tiny’s cleft repair surgery, and she’s right on track for recovery. I’m so glad it’s over–at least that part of her journey. It was much harder than I ever imagined–the 18 hours post surgery were some of the hardest of my life. She was in so much pain, and I was completely unprepared for how difficult her immediate recovery would be phsycially. It still makes my stomach turn thinking about how she looked when they let me back to see her. I’ll spare you the gory details, but Allan (don’t tell him I’m telling you), nearly passed out, and the nurse ordered him to sit down and drink some juice. But the great thing about the mouth is how fast it heals, and after a very long and agonizing evening and an equally stressful night, she woke up significantly improved. And so she’s continued to be, with the help of some serious drugs. We can give her a pacifier again starting tomorrow, and from there we’ll continue to teach this girl what she needs to know in order to eat on her own; our goal is to have her off the feeding tube by Christmas, God willing.
Thanks again to all of you who sent prayers, thoughts and good vibes our way. I’ve never felt them so much as I did this weekend!