RED-Y to Recover at Home!
This was one of those weeks where time was elusive as it simultaneously crept along and caught us up in a whirled. The Timeline Monday morning, May 6th, I awakened early and read a devotional entitled, “Do the Next Thing.” It perfectly resonated with my paradoxical emotions. I dreaded the 7th, I wanted to hurry up and get to the 7th, most of all, I desperately wanted to be on the other side of the 7th with my son in my arms. May 7th was so intense. In God’s mercy, Nathan was as cool as a cucumber, and the four of us had a small posse with us in the waiting room along with a swarm of texts, pictures, etc. of friends in red, bible verses, prayers and well wishes. To say we were being upheld is an understatement. The surgery was supposed to be about 5.5 hours, and we got the typical text updates the first few hours. When Jonny’s phone rang with a call from the O.R. after just over 3 hours, the conversations around me faded to the margins as my heart slowed and my attention