As the night sped on, Brie seemed to develop a cough and stuffy nose. This made me worry and I began to pray in earnest for God to take the cough from my little girl. By morning the cough was worse and both Andy and I began to worry they might cancel the surgery if it was too bad.
We discussed our concerns with the surgical consultant and the anesthetist - the surgery would continue as scheduled! Yay! Even though God did not take the cough from Brie, He still allowed the surgery to proceed, God's people were praying - we could already feel it!
Brie was allowed a last drink of water at 6:30am and then nothing after that. By the time the team came at 11:00am to take her to the operating theatre, Brie was so hungry and thirsty! More than anything, though, Brie was nervous. Andy and I prayed one last prayer with Brie to calm us all. The funny thing was, Brie was not nervous about the surgery itself but nervous about having the cannula / port put into her hand! After they tried 5 times to take blood the night before, she was fed up with being a pin cushion!!
As it was, Brie had to have gas to put her under and they put the cannula in after that. Her veins just seem to be TOO small!
I was the only one allowed in the anesthetist room with Brie. She got all set up and I watched my nervous, shy, quiet 15 year-old girlie lie down upon the cot and get ready to take a huge step in her life. The gas put her under pretty fast and I was allowed to kiss her goodbye, gather her robe and slippers and head back to Andy in the waiting area. We were escorted back to Brie's room and left on our own. It was such a strange feeling to be in the room - minus her bed - waiting while the team of surgeons worked on our daughter. All of the imaginings from the last 12 years were coming to pass.
Then began the WAITING....and waiting ... and waiting!!!
She ended up being in the theatre for 6 hours! To Andy and I as we waited, it seemed like an eternity!
During the wait, there seemed to be an outpouring of support from friends and family alike all over the world. We received text messages, Facebook messages and special tags in friends status'. We got phone calls and other special messages all day. The family of God let us know that they were thinking of our family and lifting us up in prayer to the Great Physician. All day long I could feel the hand of God at work. There was not a moment that went by when I could not feel the power of prayer upon our family and especially our oldest daughter. There are no words to describe our thankfulness!
I have to say I have not felt such relief in a long time as I did when we met the doctor in the hallway and he told us that all had gone well with the surgery and that Brie would be just fine! I wanted to shout right then and there! Once again, God had answered His children's prayers!
We got Brie back into her room after recovery and she has spent most of the night in and out of "dreamland". She has a morphine drip that she can control with a press of a button and she does seem to be in a good deal of pain. She does not stay away for long as the morphine knocks her out - which is probably the best thing for her.
She will not be allowed out of the bed at all for about two days and then they hope her system will begin to work again. Of course, it will not be the normal way she was use to, but things will be moving again and that will be a good sign.
Prayers are still needed for my brave little girl. She has been a bit ill with all of the medicine and such and swelling from the fluids they are giving her has been a problem also. All in all, though. Brie is doing very good and this mama is more thankful that I can express to all of those friends and family who have taken time out of their busy schedules and church meetings to think of my daughter and give her health over to the Great Physician.
My cup runneth over with thankfulness!
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