It's been a wonderful few months. We've been living life, loving life, and appreciating one another. Without getting into details, I must tell you that we have recently overcome a very trying time. Lydia originally had her Super Hip surgery scheduled for December. I've said it before and i'll say it again - it's a big deal. For those who are interested, see the link. The surgical part starts around minute 4. I wont get into it. That's not the purpose of this post. For those that care, you can watch the video. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jeYR3t8jzlk
We were originally scheduled for December. We had everything planned. Ducks in a row, etc, and were in the middle of what can only now be described as a very dark mourning period. Why, you might ask? Well, because we knew the journey we were about to embark upon and its freaking heart-breaking - that's why. Suffice it to say that it sucked. But that's not the point. Keep reading.
About a month ago, we received a phone call from Jennifer, our patient liaison. She asked us to change the surgical date because Dr. Paley wanted to live stream Lyd's surgery at a conference. I can't explain it to you, but there was something amazing and relieving about using this terrifying time in our life to help the next generation of doctors and the next generation of CFD kids keep their limbs. Needless to say, we changed flight reservations, booked a hotel, booked a car, and got our (emotional) acts together. We had prayed and prayed about this whole journey and God has answered our prayers in the most unforeseeable way possible.
We are enjoying our almost two year old and enjoying one another. When it is time to focus on Lydia and her healing, we will do that. In the meantime, I just ask that you pray. Pray for my family. Pray for my girl. Pray for our Doctor. Pray for our surgical staff and Pray for the person who is donating the blood that my daughter might need during surgery. I mean this with all the love in the world - but I don't need your "good thoughts". Nor do I need you to "think about us". You are not magic and your good thoughts do me no good. I need your fervent prayer. Now, if you are not one to pray and insist on "thinking about us", please do it while baking me a casserole. A casserole would be helpful. Please deliver it in February.
