May 1, 20007
The absolute longest day of our lives....Cullan was up at 1:00 a.m. The last time he was allowed to nurse before the surgery. Then off to the hospital by 5:30 a.m. We were back in the holding area with our sweet boy by 6:00 a.m. to wait. He played in the crib they had for him for a little while as we met each of the people on Cullan's "surgical team." The anesthesiologist, nurses, the surgical intern and again his surgeons. All were so helpful and reassuring. They assured us they would not take him away screaming. He could have some "happy juice" to make him drowsy for when they took him back. But our God was there we have no doubt and angels surrounded us the entire week. He is in the details, people, believe that! We lived it first hand! Our angel snuggled up to me and went to sleep. His nurse just carried him back and got his iv going with him none the wiser. We knew we sent Cullan with God to guide and watch over him. No, it still was not easy. But, we rested in the peace that He had brought us too far to desert us now.