Bitter Sweet

As I typed the last entry, we were waiting on Dr. Robbins to take care of an emergency plus a scheduled surgery. She finally came in around 3:00p.m. Sharon asked her, "how'd surgery go?" You know, a pretty gereral doctor-type of question. She said "not so good," which is cerainly something you DON'T expect the doctor to say. "Some days just stink." Turns out, going in to remove a cyst from a 24 year old single east indian girl, Dr. Robbins found advance staged ovarian cancer. One that is not detected through normal ovarian cancer tests. I forget the medical term she used for it.

Today is this girl's 25th birthday. She is weighing heavily on our hearts. Do pray for her.

On top of that news, we are home. We are safe, healthy. . . perfect.

Sharon is further on the mend. She made it up the stairs last night. Today, Saturday, she has spent her time sleeping, nursing, nursing again and she even organized and sorted for about 30 minutes. She then said, "ok that was my little outing for the day." So, she's been a good patient!

Hannah has been sleeping and nursing, being cute by making all those adorable sounds that infants make and then either sleeping or nursing some more. Did I mention the burping and other peripheral bodily functions she is displaying? Well, there is no need for another new parent blog that talks about that!