Houston we have success . . .

"Trust in the Lord with all of your heart and lean not on your own understanding
In all of your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your path"

Proverbs 3; 6 - 6


Anybody who has known me for very long, knows that Houston Texas is not one of my favorite places. It is far to humid here. The only elevation change is some minor stuff that fluctuates between 50 feet below sea level, to 50 feet above sea level. For those that do not know the history of this town, it is built on a swamp that was converted to rice fields, then into what would become the 4th largest city in the United States of America.

Today, Houston is my favorite place in the whole wide world and all of Gods creation. One of Houston's greatest assets is the Houston Medical Center. Many of the hospitals there are ranked among the world leaders in their various specialties. When walking through any one of the hospitals, it is not uncommon to hear as many as 20 different languages and seemingly innumerable different dialects. People come from all over the world, to be treated at the various hospitals that make up the Houston Medical Center. Doctor's all over the world clamor for the opportunity to be considered for a position at one of these hospitals.

Texas Children's Hospital is among these elite organizations. They are consistently ranked among the best Childrens Hospitals in the world. We have already seen the dedication to caring and excellence once this year, when Laura was first born. Today, we it in action yet again.

At 7:00 am the surgical nurse came to get Laura for her open heart surgery, that was described in a previous post. At 8:00 am we said good bye to her, so that she could be prepped for surgery. We met with the anesthesiologist, surgeon and her cardiologist before her preparation began. 8:00 am began what can only be described as the most agonizingly long day ever.

At about 10:30 am the charge nurse came out, and told us that Laura was doing great and gave us an update on the surgery. She would do this every two hours up to about 3:00 or 3:30 pm. After that time, it would be up to either the surgical nurse or the surgeon himself to give us updates. Each update was like a little nugget of hope, sunshine, gold and dark chocolate all rolled into one. Unfortunately, it also meant another 2 hours before the next update.

At 4:30 pm we were told that Dr. Morales (the surgeon) would want to meet with us. We met about 4:50 or so. He told us that the operation went beautifully and that Laura was doing fine. She would be heading up to the I.C.U., and after that we would be able to see her. We finally got in to see her at about 6:00 pm. I had been preparing myself for a sight that would have covered her entire body in wires and tubes. I had convinced myself that only a little face and hands to be seen. When we saw her it was not nearly as bad as I thought (I kept flashing to Obi-Wan's description of Vader being more machine than man). However, it was still a little disturbing to see all of those wires and tubes running in and out of her. But none the less, there she was. Out like a light. Beautiful.

There were many tears this evening. Some from everyone who was there, and I am sure many more from those who were not. Thank you all for your prayers, kind words of encouragement, gifts, thoughts and support. It has meant the world to Tara, myself and Laura's grandparents. We will never be able to express how much each of you have meant to us during this ordeal. Thank you.

Some of you are probably wondering what is next. This is how I understand it. Each of those wires and tubes is hooked up to something that is helping Laura function. Over the next 24 hours they will begin to scale down that support for her (as she can tolerate it) with the goal being to have Laura functioning on her own. After that, she will remain in the I.C.U. for another day or two for observation. From there, they will send her to the recovery ward (if that is what you still want to call it) where Tara and I, and Laura's grandparents will learn how to care for a 12 week old who has just had open heart surgery. Ideally, she will only be there for a few days. After that she gets to come home. For three to five more weeks she will be pretty much isolated at home (not counting doctor's appointments) until she is properly healed and her immune system is strengthened. Then, with her cardiologist permission, it is back to life as normal.

Today I love this town, and there is no place I would rather be.

Folks, I am telling you prayer works. Laura is living proof of that simple statement. Again, thank you all.