We received none of that.
Instead, she's had surgery, is on higher meds, is still connected to a vacuum box, has a chest tube, and is not going home anytime in the next couple of days.
Sometimes it goes exactly like we want it to. And then there are times like these.
I honestly don't know why God hasn't answered the prayers we've prayed in the ways and timing that we've prayed them. I have given him plenty of reason to do so. So, it takes a little faith to sing, "You're perfect in all of Your ways to us" on Sunday mornings. But it's still true. And I still believe it.
As a quick update, she's doing well, sitting up, going on walks, seeing the fish, eating like a champ, and funny. Her output is decreasing and changing to the right kind of color. We have days ahead of us but hopefully not weeks (plural).
Some thoughts I've had since being here:
1. We have our challenges, but there are others with much worse. It's good to remember. And humbling.
2. I'm grateful we live locally. I met a family from Mexico City whose little girl says hi to the Minion every time we're out and about. They are close to discharge but get to stay in Houston for 2-3 more weeks at the Ronald McDonald house to ensure the health of their little one. When we get out, I will sleep in my own bed and so will Maggie.
3. We have great friends. Thank you. For everything.
4. The medical staff here is top notch. And smart.
5. I have the briefest of sketches as to what happened in Paris today. And a big earthquake in Japan. And other stuff here and there. If Jesus rent the eastern sky tonight, I could not be happier. In the word of the Apostle,