less than a week

really?
less than a week until surgery. i hope so.
for those who may not know (which is probably most of you since i've been non-blogging for the past few months) Chrissy started out her life as a rock star. those are the words of her cardiologist, and i was oh so happy to repeat them any chance i got. she was gaining weight and being a pretty healthy baby, right up until she got a little cold- which turned into a nasty cold- which then turned into a couple nights in the hospital. before you start thinking anything too dramatic, they didn't really DO anything to her in the hospital. no medicine, no treatment (ok they did suction her nose out a total of 3 times but that's it), no supplemental oxygen, nothing. her stay pretty much consisted of them monitoring her breathing and  letting all the nurses talk about how cute she is. the down side of having a nasty cold when it's already hard for you to breathe is that you really don't want to eat. doctors don't like it when babies don't eat, so we almost got to go hang out at the hospital again. but they gave us some medicine and said i could keep her at home as long as she didn't loose weight. (ever try to force feed an infant?? )
after seeing what one stupid little virus can do , and realizing how hard it is for "cardiac babies" to fight them off...well we've basically been under house arrest for the past month. we go to the store (where i look like a freakish germ-a-phobe wiping down the cart even though my kid is in a car seat) , we go to the zoo, and we go on lots of walks. what we CAN'T do is go anywhere that lots of kids or people in general would hang out- ie no bouncing bears, no library, and worst of all no church. (i don't care how clean you think the church nursery is, on some level it's still going to be a petri dish of slobber germs that gideon will bring home and give to the rest of the family)
that brings us to today's appointment, which was supposed to be the final call as to whether or not we get to have surgery next week (there was lots of talk about putting it off because of Chrissy's infection)
we went, she's gained a little weight (12 lbs 5 oz now!!) and her color looked better. which is great but doesn't count as much as what her lungs sound like. basically, our cardiologist gave us the go ahead, but made it very clear that the anesthesiologist will probably freak out when they hear her lungs and there's a slight chance her surgery could still be called off. that would be BAD. for multiple reasons.
which is basically why i'm finally sitting down and blogging again. i need my peeps to be praying this weekend. i'll be asking you to pray for her surgery when we get there, but for now i'm asking you to pray that we can just GET THERE.

pray that chrissy's lungs will clear. (it makes the surgeons happy, and makes recovery much easier)
pray that she eats a lot this weekend, so we can pack on even more weight before the operation.

i know God has His own timeline, and that He is in control. but.... (there's always a but) in my little human mind i just see this as the best time to get the surgery done. (garret's schedule, chrissy's overall health, availability of help, my sanity...lots of factors)

pray my people- PRAY.

i'll update monday when we get the final decision. (if not here then on facebook)

 this is Dr Rogers, our awesome cardiologist. we love her. lily thinks she's a mermaid.