I felt like Jesus.I felt like, where did all the prayers, Masses, sacrifices, rosaries, novenas, blessings, from so many, where did they go?I worried about the before the surgery, I worried during the surgery, (surgery took 5 hours)but didn't give much thought to how painful it would be to see him the first time.Orhow hard it would be for him, how much pain he'd be inafterward.
All I could think of was how unbearable this was to watch my baby suffer(he had pain meds of course, but was still in pain)My husband and I have barely mentioned the fact that this is the first of many surgeries, the thought brings me to instant tears, as does my husband.
Afterward, I felt more like Mary must have felt when she met Jesus carrying the cross.Helpless.And again how she must have felt when they took Him down from the cross and placed Him in her arms.Holding my baby, helpless, to take away the pain.
I know those prayers were there, holding us up, even though, we wanted to run away and try to hide from the pain, we made it and sweet Simeon is doing great now.He's been eating every 2 hours since about Wednesday,making up for lost time and keeping his mama from sleeping much!
His lip is pulled very tight on top and that will push the soft tissue down (that big chunk in the middle) the goal is within a year so he can have his palate surgery.It's already gone down some and centered itself.It's amazing, really, how it all works.
Thank you for all your prayers, God bless you all!!He's crying....gotta run!!!
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