I am late with my update for this morning... But it's been a much better day.
Holly and I arrived at the hospital before 8am, praying for the best, but somewhere deep inside, fearing the worst. Rob was sleeping peacefully, and didn't stir until we had all our belongings in place on our windowsill perches. He smiled that quiet smile (the one that scares my heart) that has been showing itself lately, and said it had been an uneventful night. Yeah!!! We smiled BIG smiles! :)
The mechanical gadgets surrounding him seem to be doing their job, although we have yet to get his body functioning the way it should. We met with the ostomy nurse again, but Rob wasn't able to stay tuned in for our session with her. She graciously spent time with Holly and myself trying to figure out lifelines of help for securing the supplies we'll be needing from now on. We are members of the non-insured in this country, and it's making it a little difficult to afford things that are marked up to take advantage of insurance companies. But we know that God will open a door for us, and provide an answer, as He always does. This is not a time to let our faith waiver, and actually, entertaining that thought never entered my mind. God will provide a way when it seems there are none. And I have faith, and I believe in that truth and that promise.
Rob's surgeon stopped by in the early afternoon hours, and is taking it one day at a time. If things continue to improve, we may be able to remove the NG tube tomorrow or Wednesday. That's as much as I know from the medical standpoint. Hour by hour, day by day.
Today was a very emotional one, a day of release, where we shared deeply in the tears of change and love. Rob was letting his music back in, and for those of you who know him well, this meant everything.
This healing is taking place because of your prayers.
Please... keep them coming.
In Love and In Peace,
Cheri ♥
Music and Art! a few years ago, my father fell and broke his humerous (upper arm bone), he was 82 at the time. I was very worried that he saw the end of his life. He is an artist, and taught for many years at OCC in the Graphics and Fine Art department.
ReplyDeleteI was with him, and after about two weeks he asked if I would go to his studio in the basement and get him a sketch pad. I knew then that he would live, and thrive, and let his art out again!
I am praying for Rob, and his Music! Tis and healing thing! Thanks be to God for every breath we take!
Thom