Lolipop's surgery went well. The rod has been placed in her left femur. Two incisions were made because of needing to rebreak the bone. (encouraging that she had good bone regrowth in three weeks, discouraging that it has taken us three weeks to get the surgery)
She has slept since she got out of surgery at 10:15am with the exception of waking up and losing her stomach contents then before slipping back into oblivion asking where her "ringe" (syringe) was. The Child Life person, a very peppy person, gave it to us to 'practice' taking the "nasty" medicine that we had to this morning. Now the nurses made a big deal about it and so did CL, but in stoic Lolipop fashion she downed it and only winced once. No nose holding needed or breathing through the bubble gum smelling mask, no spitting. She did AWESOME. I can only imagine what she had to swallow in China...
So I've spent the morning with our church's children pastors. Both sweet ladies came and sat with me. We talked about so many different things, but what was recurrent was how God is IN even what we think are less than good situations. This afternoon I've been trying to update the ministry website, finally ended up calling tech support... but now it's fixed. Trying to be productive while I have a chance.
*Note: the doctor just came in and says she's looking good. Maybe can go home tomorrow?! She's going to have to be eating and drinking and voiding on her own before we can leave though...hmm. Doing NONE of that now. Tomorrow may be slightly aggressive... God remains in control and I am thankful that HE IS and I am not.