As I'm typing this, Maddie is lying beside me on our hotel bed! That's right, we got to take her with us this afternoon! No more hospitals and monitors and random beeping... It feels so good to have it all done. And she's so happy! You'd never know she just had open heart surgery, she's moving around and smiling just as much as ever. We just have to be careful how we lift her for 6 weeks until the bone heals. And she's off all meds, except Tylenol when she needs it. So far she doesn't seem to be in pain, but when she gets the hiccups you can tell it hurts a bit.
I could cry again, but this time because I'm sooo happy. My baby is home, all the wires are gone, and we can finally move on. There's only one more appointment with the cardiologist on Monday and one more with our family doctor to make sure she's healing well. I feel like a giant weight has been lifted off of me, if I was the dancing type I'd be dancing.
Yesterday, in the same ward we were in, they were prepping a boy for a heart transplant. I'd guess he's in grade 3 or 4. And the question 'why us' struck me again. But this time it was wondering why we were able to have this dealt with so quickly and why she was healthy. Not that I'm complaining, but we were surrounded by kids who had so many issues and are hospitalized for months. It's a tough question, one I don't have an answer to. But I guess that's part of life. And in the inconsistencies of life, I'm so glad I can depend on a God who's constant and doesn't play favorites. I found myself praying for other kids a lot this week. There's still a lot to sort through in my mind.
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