My little Hannah is a veteran...o.k., not of war, but of surgeries. Today she had her third surgery....and she is only 5. After a long bout (5 months to be exact) of continuous Strep, we asked for a referral and the surgery to be done. It was scheduled immediately. With my history of Strep and then contracting J.R.A., I decided it would be best for Hannah to have those little tonsills extracted before they caused any permanent damage.(At one point I was doubting if this WAS the right thing to do, maybe I was being to hasty, etc). Our sweet friend Ms. Carol Corwin came along with us so she could assist. We got there at 11 AM. Lots of waiting. Daddy called and talked ot Hannah and prayed before surgery. They called Hannah back and prepped her. Then I had to leave. Hannah was such a big girl. She walked be herself (holding the nurse's hand, of course) down the long corridor and straight into the operating room. Never once did she shed a tear, or look back, or cry. She is so strong and brave. I am so proud of her. What a precious gift God gave us!
Dr. Poole was also going to fix the labial frenectomy while she was under, so that her teeth would come in a little straighter. After the surgery, they called me back into the recovery room. Hannah was resting quietly and doing well. Her usual post-op routine is to either lost it all right after surgery, or on the way home. Our specific prayer for this surgery was for her to do neither. Daddy was praying hard. we are thrilled to announce that our GREAT GOD answered that prayer, and not once did Hannah get sick! The LORD is good, and good to us. The doctor did visit with us after. He reported that although her tonsills were very small, they were entirely infected and filled with scar tissue. Almost no healthy tissue remained. We did the right thing. I am thankful the Lord confirmed to me that I did make the right decision. Again, thank you LORD.
