Heartbeats

Six years ago, Patrick Ms. L, and I waited a long 8 hours for  Ms  L to go into surgery.  We waited patiently at first, knowing someone, a young boy, needed to be seen right away.  But, as the day went on it got harder and harder. There is no way to explain to an almost 6 month old baby why she cannot nurse or even have a sip of water.  So, we paced and waited.  Finally we were told I could feed her, which meant surgery was postponed for a day.

And so we returned.  And the day of the surgery was long, and I had a migraine.  I refused medication, somehow I was sure that if I took the meds I would miss something important, something would happen and I would sleep through it. So, instead I curled up in the waiting room, trying to keep the nausea at bay, and we waited.

The surgery went well.  Textbook perfect, if you want more details you'll have to ask Patrick.  Because,   I don't remember much more about the surgery.  And I've written before about the hospital stay afterwards.  Reading to Ms L in silly voices articles from Rolling Stone Magazine and being chastised by an aid for not reading her children's books.  Whatever...

I am still in awe of how healthy she is today.  How full of life and joy.... just look at that face!

It used to be that I thought about Ms L's heart every day and I worried about it.  But, not any more in addition to being a healthy physical heart, that girl has a heart that is full of so much joy, love, and laughter that I know she's going to conquer the world.

Happy Anniversary Ms. L.. xxo