Update On Rob 4-23

I haven't seen Rob this morning but his nurse says he is awake and following commands. That is a first, they ususally say he is not following commands. Last night in the operating room was the first time I got a glimpse of the "old Rob" I can not tell you how wonderful that was.

Yesterday morning as I drove myself to the hospital I was so anxious that I had to call my friend Ramona for prayer on my cell phone. I cried all my makeup off before I got there and knew without a touch I wouldn't make it through the day. When I heard the strength in her voice I just knew that prayer went straight to the heart of our Father and I began to totally turn around and relax.

I think watching Rob strangle almost to death the day before made me wonder how many times he has had simple things almost take out his life because he is so fragile. I think it made me worry because the nurses were not in there when it happened and his hands were tied down and he couldn't speak. The only way they could have found out he was strangling to death was because his oxygen level would have gone down on the monitor at the desk. But by then, he could have sucked all that thick stuff into his lungs. But God.... I was there. This morning I realized it was divine appointment that I was there that day. That also gives me the assurance that if something else happens God will make sure someone is there.

This morning as I got up and sat in the presence of God, I felt I had an audience with him. It was awesome. I know the prayers of the righteous has opened this door for me. I am totally exhausted in the flesh, but so excited in the spirit. First thing I opened to in my morning coffee with God is where the man went to Jesus because his little boy was sick. Jesus said, Your son will live. So the man trusted God and returned home. The fever left him. I have totally trusted God over and over, but it seems every day there is something else that shakes my faith. But each time, I am able to "find that place of faith" and relax and rejoice.

I am speaking life to Rob's muscles in his legs and right foot. He was so worried waiting for surgery last night. He couldn't talk but tried so hard. With the trach he can move his lips but not push air through so I don't know what he was trying to say. I answered every question I could think of and ask him every question I could think of.

It breaks my heart to think he might have to go thorough this several more times each time losing more. Please believe with me that the dead muscle in his left calf will be resurrected and restored and that the right foot will be preserved. That is the only hope he has of walking with any balance at all. Above the knee really cuts down his ability to bend the knee and walk with balance.

Thanks again for your prayers.