A quick post tonight as we are exhausted-- mostly from last nights neuro checks. YAWN.
We have had a good evening. Princess came in with my parents. We are moved out of ICU, which means a more comfortable bed for me. Pizza was brought in by friends, magazines and warm smiles as well surrounded us all evening.
We met with the Neurosurgeon. Every discussion seems so surreal. A nearly out of body experience. Is this true? Is this us? Is that really my husband's brain in that scan with the LARGE tumor? yes. I guess it is. I will share the images soon. But, honestly I am struggling with looking at them. I just want to sob. They are a scary image to someone who knows a little.
SURGERY IS THURSDAY AFTERNOON.
I am calling all prayer warriors to be praying praying praying. Fraying that God will: Guide the doctors hands, That the tumor will remove easily and not be cancer, and that we walk forward in peace.
For better or worse, sickness and health. We have promised and have grown so much in these times. I am torn between gratitude for these seasons- as they produce a beautiful rainbow. Or curse them as they really are more challenging and painful then words can adequately describe. The fear of losing your lover and father of your child is unimaginable and indescribable. So bare with me if I do fall short on words.
But we go to sleep encouraged. No seizures today. We have been able to have a lot of time together. Our nurses have been AMAZING. Another day of steroids, means more time to reduce the swelling a little.
So please keep praying for us.
Your love and response is encouraging beyond words.
And do me a favor. Live today for today with us. Do not take a single moment for granted.