Preparing for a journey

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Tomorrow, we will leave for Shreveport. The process is feeling all too familiar. I posted pics yesterday of Elijah playing at the Splash Pad in Sapulpa. After this week's surgery, he will again be in a full arm cast and unable to enjoy water.

Honestly, I can only imagine what must go through Elijah's head as we allow him to endure such pain and agony. I hope it hurts me more than it actually hurts him, but I truly doubt that is the case.

Sophia will go with us this time for the first time. She is looking forward to the trip. I know it will hurt her deeply to see her baby boy in pain. She is one of his adamant protectors. In my heart, I believe it will strengthen Sophia to be a part of this journey in such a personal way. She will understand more clearly the reason Daddy and Mommy leave her so regularly to take Eli for a procedure. She will see first hand the transformation of Eli's new thumb.

Thank you for your prayers. Please pray that Elijah's thumb really is a thumb and that the muscle and tendons are moved with great ease and that the transition to pinching between his two digits is easily transformed into an actual pincher grasp for Eli. Pray he remains infection free throughout this ordeal. Pray that any pins or rods that must be placed stay put and do the job entirely before removal. Pray that his pain is minimal...pray for no pain. Pray for a great level of understanding and peace for sweet Sophia as she witnesses this intervention. Pray for safe travel and routine happenings (no surprises).

We truly love you all, Eli's prayer warriors, family and friends.

Special thanks to the family staying at our house while we are gone. Much appreciated.

Blessings,
Melissa

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Mary Tucker said…
Melissa and David,
My thoughts and prayers will be with you and your family as you travel to Shreveport for Eli's operation.
Mary Tucker (GrammaMary)
member "Charlotte's Garden"
August 9, 2009 at 8:08 PM
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