The Last Two Weeks

I doubt I would need a blog entry to remember the last two weeks, but what a trip it has been. On March 14th, Jake had his tonsils removed. He had been having a really hard time breathing while he slept, and every doctor we saw agreed that the tonsils were needing to be taken out. The initial surgery went really well. He had no issues and bounced back very fast. Immediately we saw a tremendous improvement in his breathing. He is now almost silent when he sleeps- very strange.

Anyhow, on the 21st we had probably the most terrifying night of our married lives. Jake's scabs had come off (just like they were supposed to), but what we didn't know was that the blood was draining into his stomach. Sandra woke me up around 2am with one of the scariest calls for help I can remember. Jake had vomitted at least 2 cups of blood. We had no idea where this was coming from. Luckily, it was blood that was in his stomach, as we would later find out.

Jake was great at the hospital. He spent Saturday and part of Easter Sunday there as the doctor did another procedure on him. Jake never once complained and before they took him back for surgery, he had a big grin on his face as if to tell us, "lighten up mom and dad, it's no big deal. Our God is a big God!"

Our neighbors once again came through in a big way. Sheri spent the rest of that night and part of the morning with Billy and Sofia. Of course, she took great care of them. Kari put Easter eggs in our yard because she was afraid the kids would not have a "proper Easter". We have it really, really good.