The hardest part of every day is the 12 minute ride back to the hotel...I can't express how difficult it is most nights to leave my two girls at the hospital and go home to my nice, comfortable, messy two-bedroom hotel unit.
Tonight was especially hard. Tricia felt comfortable enough to tell me (and Agnes) to go home (as opposed to Last Night), but it's still hard...and knowing that Gwyneth is not doing as well... I just called the NICU (at 12:22am) to find out about the latest x-ray...still the same (which is better than "worse"). I prayed with Tricia before I left, again asking God that His will be done, and reminding Him (not that He's forgotten...but, it's nice to hear it from my own voice) of the desires of our heart.
I'm hoping for another miracle for Gwyneth when I arrive at the hospital tomorrow morning.
Thank you for the cards and gifts, etc. that are coming in. I would love to respond to each, but there's just too many and I don't have enough time. Tricia's mother is cataloging them so that we might one day say "thank you" to each. I'll be taking all of the cards to the hospital soon, and I'll take pics of the gifts (that don't need to be in the hospital rooms at this time) to show Tricia.
My email is back, and I've responded to every email that was waiting...if you sent me an email and haven't gotten a response, please try again if you'd like to (I have a feeling some emails were sent to me but never made it).
Thanks! I'm going to catch up on my sleep tonight!
PS. Here's a pic of my Patty Sue (from our dating days) that I ran across tonight that I never really liked much until now...