One of my favorite parts of the day is when everyone is asleep and down for the night. From then, until I wake the next morning, I know my babies are safely and peacefully asleep in the stillness of the night. It’s one of the few times I don’t have to worry about where they are or what could happen to them.
Since Sissy has been admitted, it’s that time of the day that, for the most part, she is resting peacefully and we don’t have to anticipate any stressful procedures. Of course that all resets the next morning when we wait on the team of doctors who tell us what the next steps may be.
I truly hope yesterday’s biopsy was her 4th and final one. To see her undergo all these procedures and be put under anesthesia makes my heart stop each time. Yesterday’s was the most stressful thus far because it was the most invasive and will be the most painful in terms of recovery. I pray she will be tolerant of the discomfort and patient with the draining tube they inserted.
I also pray they find what they need to make a diagnosis. If for any reason yesterday’s tissue renders another inconclusive result, yet another biopsy will be required. The stops and starts of each of these biopsies really wear on your emotions and nerves.
So grateful we had some family with us to lift our spirits, help out as an extra hand or set of ears, or bring back some serious 80’s side ponytail action. 😊
Despite being NPO all day yesterday, our Samar powered through and made it to surgery. Another miracle in itself!
Kuya ended the day by leading a prayer at Sissy’s bedside before saying good night.
📸: Ray Ricafort
As we start our day, let’s hope for a positive direction to move into today.