As the tears flowed, I begged God for comfort.
Lydia eventually settled and we both got back to sleep.
Looking back over thismorning I realized God answered my prayer through 3 different people!
First, the play specialist.
|Lydia holding my finger on her emergency helicopter ride 6 weeks back.|
Secondly, the cardiologist.
On the ward rounds she told me that if Lydia doesn't get any worse over the weekend and can do ok with no drain, we may be able to start talking about getting out of here! That's the first talk of home in a long time. No guarantees, of course, but a little ray of hope!
Lastly, the cleaner.
I have talked to her many times before, but as I was about to go out the door, she just happened to say something about her little boy with Downs! I had no idea she had a child with Down Syndrome! We had a long conversation. She has a 3yr old boy with Down Syndrome, which is why she likes Lydia so much. She also mentioned that she is a Sunday School Teacher.
God is so good!
I was thinking once about how Lydia gets so upset with painful things like blood tests or dressing changes. But how I always give her a cuddle afterwards to make up for it.
We also have our painful moments, but afterwards comes the comfort!
As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you;
|Last cuddle before open heart surgery 2 months back|