Thursday, July 20, 2006
DAY 113
OUR WORLD CAME CRASHING DOWN
Our world came crashing down upon us this morning. At 7:00 AM I sent the e-mail that I have been longing to send for over 100 days, announcing that Alyssa was going home. Kathie and I left for Dupont at 9:00 in our pick-up truck to go and get Jim and Heidi's belongings that had been accumulated at the Ronald McDonald House for the past three months. We stopped off at Kathie's parents house about 5 minutes into the trip to drop off a copy of the e-mail for Day 112. While Kathie was at their door, the song "Praise You In This Storm" came on the radio. The song, as you know, has been one that we have been relating too through this whole journey. But this morning, I had a very uneasy feeling come over me as I listened to it. I didn't want to relate to it any longer! When Kathie returned to the truck, I asked her to pray with me before we started off on the "joyous" trip once again. Then, at 9:10 AM I received this text message from Heidi:
Not a good day
Not going home
Belly is big
X-ray tomorrow
Followed by Surgery
At 9:10 AM our world stopped! Light turned to darkness, songs turned to silence, the wind became still, our minds emptied, and I felt forsaken by God. I wept as I called Pastor Jeff to ask him to send out e-mails that cancelled out everything I had just written and sent. The verse that I used to close my e-mail that morning, didn't seem to apply:
Those who know your name will trust in you,
for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.
for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.
for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.
for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.
It was one of the longest trips to Wilmington yet. It seemed twice as far and three times as long to get there. We got to the NICU just before 11:00 AM. The look on Heidi and Jim's faces were devastating.
We want to get off of this roller coaster, but we can't.

It was a totally different baby that we looked at today. The photos from the day before vanished from our minds. In less than 24 hours she went from looking like a real newborn to being a very lethargic baby that looked frail and sick. She now had an IV in her head, a tube giving her oxygen taped to her face, a tube to her stomach to decompress the distention, and all the monitor leads once again attached to her body.
For most of the day, we just waited to hear the final plan of action. We thought a lot about what had changed in the last two days that would have triggered this abrupt reaction. The Neonatologist was receptive to all of our ideas and checked them all out, but we all came up empty.
As we left this evening to return home, the plan is to do surgery on Alyssa on Friday (she is on the "emergency add" OR schedule). They anticipate going in to remove a portion of her small intestine (where there appears to be a stricture) and, while she is opened up, they will remove the "unknown" mass on her adrenal gland. They are considering also doing a bone marrow test while she is under the anesthetic.

Her body temperature is still running low. She is a bit anemic (they are giving her a blood transfusion tonight in preparation for the surgery), and her bilirubin levels remain high. No explanation for why!
Please pray that everything goes well, and we can finally resolve the digestive and tumor issues once and for all.
Those who know your name will trust in you,
for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.
for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.
for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.
for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.