No Baci Rolls

Timmie's biggest complaint about today was that she was really craving a Baci roll from the cafeteria, and they were fresh out. Considering the complications we have had the past few weeks, it is pretty amazing that she considered that to be her biggest setback today. Dr. Carroll, super-surgeon, made it back from her rock- climbing excursion, the one that caused Timmie about once every 4-6 hours to mumble from her bed, "That's just crazy." I am pretty sure Timmie has never prayed so hard for the safe return of another human being. Her face lit up as usual when she saw the woman who not only cares for her wounds but builds up her soul. If there has ever been a person to go above and beyond, it is her. I wouldn't be surprised if Tim ends up wanting to become an orthopedic surgeon, and Dr. Carroll would be thrilled if that's how things worked out. I am pretty sure she loves Timmie as much as Timmie loves her. Her 7th surgery was great. They were able to close up the ankle and the thigh wounds and Timmie's pain has been manageable all day. In addition to a great surgery -and we are qualified to make that distinction because we are becoming surgery connoisseurs- she was able to complete her first day of ATG therapy, the one she started but reacted to yesterday. With some added precautions and a slower infusion rate, there were no complications at all. She was able to spend some much needed time with six-year-old brother Julian, even if it was just pretending she was interested in his Texas vs. Baylor gridiron battle on the x-box. He is starting to feel a little more comfortable in the foreign hospital setting, which means a lot to her. At first he didn't want to talk to her much by phone or even in person, and that was tough for her because she is such a phenomenal big sister and she adores everything about him, especially his sometime inappropriate and defiant as well as always independent behavior. He is her antithesis in that way, and secretly I think she sort of admires it. We are so grateful for the rest she has had today from pain and affliction...that may sound strange considering she did have her 7th surgery today. But progress is progress. We also had a special home cooked meal delivered by Keith Hamilton and his wife Ludy and their three boys. Keith is another one of Timmie's heroes. If you don't know who he is, you should google him and read his book. It is amazing! Timmie admired him long before she met him. All in all it has been a great day. It is interesting that now as I say that and I am filled with relief for my sweet Timmie, I can't help but think of the other children here in this hospital or anywhere in the world tonight who may be suffering, who may have had a day that felt discouraging or defeating. My heart goes out to parents who may be praying for just a moment of relief from their seemingly impossible challenges. Thank you all so much for your prayers. I have felt my burdens lifted even in the moments of despair. I know that my Redeemer lives. I feel His love. I feel your love as well.